False summits

Breathing heavily i look up
At sight of the horizon
far overhead and stop.

The air smells thinner
The climb seems steeper
Burden weights heavier
Heart beats harder

But feel the icy cold air
Flowing in & blowing up my hair.
Kept me pushing ahead
A body thats too hard to bear

Slowly and steady
towards the horizon
That i ve watched hopefully

So long ive been draged
Over this himalayan terrian
And now, on the top i stand
And yet again - a false summit.

Everythings in life my friend
Is a false summit
But one lies at the very end
We will get to it -just not yet

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