The Summit
We blind beggars
from the world afar
wandering this dessert
in an open car
Making our way
without a star
sing yet a song
not knowing
who we are
I have no ego
nor stubborn will
to break upon
some lonely hill
All my hopes
broke long ago
beneath
an open sky
on a windowsill
The eyes of heaven
looked down
forlorn
into my soul
the day
I was born
And there
did draw
my spirit forth
to climb the stairs
in their course
Step by step
I humbly rise
through the hurricane
into those skies
My skin so warm
My heart it breaks
Yet I'll reach
the summit
No matter what
it takes
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