To Climb a Mountain

 Each time I pass a mountain range,

A passion swells in me

To challenge what some mountain flaunts -

And what I cannot see.

I wonder what there is to find

And what the mountain hides

Beyond the scope of what I see -

Just on the other side.

And when, at times, I look above

At mountains in the sky -

I wonder what the clouds defend

That hides from human eyes,

For there is born, again, this urge

That passion swell in me

To see what lies beyond the scope

Of what my eyes can see.

Two lofty mountains I would climb

To see the other side:

The one that calls to me on earth;

The other in the sky.

But Heaven's mount I must ascend

In careful, Christian ways,

For God will grant no second climb -

Beyond my Judgment Day.

~ Michael Dubina