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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Mountains As I look out from my window I see there are mountains for me to climb I would not much like to ignore them But there waiting there for me; all the time And though their boulders seem so trivial Their precipice so very narrow On the rocky slopes that I perceive Seem so very steep And there are mountains in my garden Mountains in my sleep These monoliths to my frustration These monuments to my belief Raise their convoluted flanks And excuse my lack of peace So I raise my eyes to dizzy heights Enveloped in confounding mist filled sides And brook no easy compromise And rather believe the truth has turned; to lies And though their tricky crags seem so petty It is cold determination which drives me To fathom every nook and cranny Of these mountains I choose; to climb Each foot I gain with conviction As I scale to the imperious point With the rattled landslide of berated argument And every pebble is turned so neatly; on its back And there are mountains in my shopping list Mountains in my coffee cup These confusing megaliths to insignificance These monuments to a principal Raise their candid flanks And excuse my lack of peace And there are mountains in my paper work Mountains every day Their spires and aspirations cloud my every vision These giants of my dissatisfaction Raise their procrastinated flanks To excuse my lack of peace Yet with unwarranted enthusiasm I shall dig at their very root With no intention left to climb them It is enough for me to believe; in their importance And through their very heart I shall burrow An excavation tunneled without regard No worm or jewel shall deter me I shall dig, kick, crawl and claw at my desires only enemy I will prove to the world that mountains can be overcome I will stand triumphant even if it is blood I have to spill I shall burst into daylight from their hollow crown As triumphant as a mole; upon its hill
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