Surviving The Climb
© 2012 by Mit Maras
From the depths of darkness
Births a will to survive
The first act of freedom
Is surviving the climb
Stubbornly fights to rise
All forces pressing down
Final shove to daylight
Vaults blithe life above ground
Worldly glimpses at first
Endless secrets concealed
Presence goes unnoticed
Purposes soon revealed
Minuscule existence
Only witness God’s eye
Stretching beyond limits
Heaven’s angels are nigh
Warmth of life pleasant spring
Cool winds and gentle breeze
Docile bends, mellow sways
Petals extend and tease
Bright palettes dance as one
Gently nuzzled by bees
Sharing God’s elements
Creation on her knees
Afternoon rain showers
Drowning out scorching heat
Relentless summertime
Worthy foe hard to beat
Fall leans itself cool nights
Welcomed relief from burn
Naively unaware
Lurking danger near turn
Nestled deep for winter
Protected against frost
Unyielding to demise
No matter what the cost
© 2012 by Mit Maras