by Bob retired
How your look at life makes a big difference
I was forever climbing up, to overcome the fears,
The trials and tribulations faced for many years.
Those rough and ugly cliffs, came from another life
When much time was wasted with misery and strife.
Trapped on that cliff face, without a clear direction,
Life gets just like that when there's no affection,
Which way to venture, higher up, or down below,
Or just unclip the harness and let the whole lot go.
My spirit is now much stronger; I have won the race,
At last, I’ve reached the top, a peaceful camping place.
I've wiped out the traumas,from when fate was so unkind,
I’m free, now they’re gone, those mountains in my mind.