Mountaineers
However many acts we stage, however many innings,
we’re constantly made vulnerable by our new beginnings.
One resolution brings another problem to be mounted—
a new one starting just as soon as the last one is counted.
We ascend each mountain, and when we reach the top,
we see summit after summit and know we’ll never stop.
It may seem that for some others life is a flat plain.
We may resent our struggles, but as much as we complain,
catching sight of that new mountain, we begin the climb again.
Prompts today are new beginnings, vulnerable,resolution, ascend and stop.
This is life. Struggle in one form or the other till we live.
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I love the switch of “struggle ’til we die” to “struggle ’til we live.” Again, the poem in a nutshell.
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It’s the same thing but sounds more positive.
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I think one is much more optimistic than the other.. It is worth the struggle to live!!!
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It is so. 👍👍👍
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Great poem, Judy, with a relevant message for the new year! Love the photo too!
Happy 2020!
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Thanks, Amoralegria!!
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That is a photo I took of Colima Volcano, which I can see from my house. This photo was taken much nearer to the cone, however.
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Beautiful!
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I love your attitude but personally? I have no urge to climb another mountain or even a little hill. I’m just glad I got THIS far!
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Retirement can be a mountain in itself.. Any change is.
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