Chasing through the smog serene 
Is a person who brimmed to the rim,  
Fortified with a will of steel 
They didn't accept defeat. 

The never-ending stairs failed to slow them down 
As were the obstacles profound,
Shot and charred to the ground 
The ashes of passion scattered around,
Into an quest unquenched 
They began their ascent. 

With anguish masked behind eyes cold
A journey of old began once more,  
With trepidations galore 
Faith shouted, "Encore!"