i'm willing to take the risk

in pursuit of rest,

i found hiding.

lying in the shade.

avoiding the light that so fully brings life.

feeble legs relieved,

sweat no longer imposing my brow.

finally! a place to sneak away.

turning cold, i miss the sun.

this is the solitude i once craved;

have i chosen my own abandonment?

stepping out of the cave, i feel lost.

i realize my trail is not mapped out.

so deluded by weeds and rocks, i see the journey will be tough.

impossible, even.

but i want to find the light.

the solitude that could not satisfy,

immediately replaced with a craving for something else.

something more.

i find the light, and journey up.

the sweat returns, my muscles quickly tire.

but i press on.

"you're almost there. it's worth it," says a passerby.

a fellow journeyman, who brings more hope than he will ever know.

and there it is.

i've reached the top.

i turn to see the view.

"take your moment," i hear myself say.

the journey up perfecting this gift.

and i quickly see that yes, 

it was completely worth it.