My Fervor By R. Cary

My Fervor

By R. Cary

Burning to dig, a feverish endeavour

Tearing complacency; tear drops into picks of ice

Ready to explore hand over hand I climb,

My body dangling no lack of fear only further

I penetrate this mountain implementing my will,

One hand lets go seeing all far below

Only a snow storm I leave behind,

An entire land covered never to be seen again;

Two hands I regain and begin finality I pick

Raising my body, this peak becoming

My two footed stance,

An iceberg I float away holding my stance,

The edge of this earth I go, as the world ends

I stand taller knowing through all my effort and

All my skill going over in only my faith will

My duty surpass the bounds of my body

End

My Fervor

By R. Cary