On the Ridge

Up above on the icy ridge,
I struggle through icy winds,
My boots strike white adversity,
My breath climbs against me !

Up above, on that icy ridge,
Memories dip in sweat and tears.
Egos fall with each heavy step,
And the heart craves divine summit !

Up above, near the light,
I exhale my soul’s pitch darkness.
I lose myself to the divine voices,
I birth again with mighty mountains !

©2021 Piyush Singh

6 thoughts on “On the Ridge

  1. Navin January 23, 2021 / 8:16 pm

    Profound words….you’re an amazing poet, Piyush

      • Navin January 24, 2021 / 8:47 am

        You’re always welcome Piyush…

  2. creativeenvision January 24, 2021 / 1:17 pm

    Wow lovely… Well Penned.

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