Heaven in Hell

Over the hill as I strain to reach,

Hoping for the goals I set.

I see more challenges on the path,

Trying to shake me, as closer I get.

It tends to get too much at times,

Everything seems so futile.

The journey seems too long to make,

Wishing to stop for a while.

Resting a bit on the way,

Looking back to see,

If there was an easier path I could have taken,

Changing the goal if need be.

Remembering the time spent,

Sometimes great, sometimes in the hole.

Each moment leaving a mark,

Broken bone, battered heart but soaring soul.

We look at the road yet to travel,

And see that we are not alone.

We are sure to enjoy the ride ahead,

All the pain felt till now gone.

We are renewed with strength,

Borrowing some from people we love.

The stop was important as is the journey,

Seeking new treasure trove.

 

As we travel ahead, we know,

Every mark was a story to tell.

Every pain spoke of our triumph,

Making heaven even in hell.