The Climb

The rising sun gleams against the crimson sky.

The sun is nested between the snow covered mountains.

The crisp air blows across my face.

It is a perfect day for the Climb.

The beginning as most would say, 

Is the first step to success.

For my purpose my beginning must be absolutely perfect.

If I fail at the beginning I will never make my goal.

And that is not an option.

I must complete the Climb.

That promise from so long ago but still in my heart,

Must be kept.

I look up into the clear sky.

I place my hands onto the mountain.

I look to my left and see my best friend cheering me on.

I smile and plunge into the Climb.