Climbing the mountain
Steep and sheer
You look for every
Foot and hand hold
You strain and struggle
To keep going
Ever upward
To the top
Outstretched hand
Holds the rock
Boot treads
Grip tight
Til a slip happens
Caught between
The earth and
The sky
Air rushing past
Certain death
Looms near
Then ...
A hand reaches out
Grabs a hold
And slowly
A friend pulls you back
-Kendra Erickson-
June of '98

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