It Was Not Easy

I finished the climbed, victory is finally mine!
     At the foot of the mountain, its seemed endless high,
     Now, I am standing tall,
     I won an emotional war.

    I broke free, from a terrible past,
    That I thought would forever last.
   Here, I am God, on your mountain,
   Your mercies and grace overflow me like a fountain.

    I raised, my hands and head to You,
    Because of Your love, my life continues.
    Finally I can breathe fresh air, not suffocated without breath,
    Choked on death.

    I am free, like an eagle.
    I want to soar high from this mountain.
    High, high in the sky.

     To reach the top was not easy.
    But it is an amazing feeling.
    I gave up a lot to be free, 
    Now I am surrounded with peace in me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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