"Murphy was an optimist!"
Atlas’ Journey June 29, 2009 3:08 pmPosted by Doug McCaughan in : Philosophy, Poetry
Hopelessness clings like a straitjacket
Constricts like a boa
Weights the feet like walking through watery mud
The legs gave out long ago
But the mountain must be climbed
And I trudge on
Hopefully I will see the summit
If the sun sets without me
I will savor all it illuminated during my journey
and fertilize the trail for the hiker behind me.