I Want To Climb This Mountain Top

I want to climb this mountain top but the peak is covered with clouds I can see only the grey things flowing escarpments are very steep and sharp whenever I try I glide as baby baboon on a cut stem of banana plant at home slopes are homes of lions and cobras claws and fangs point at me furiously still I want to go there at whatever costs my heart pulsates for the mountain top every sun that rises swells my hope I am jealous of abilities of the eagles that find it a walk to reach and perch I wish I was an angel of the heavens the top of this mountain I could touch that day I get an opportunity to rise to it the sweet triumphant will be engraved forever on my back and annals of desire