Wish a mountain….

Each day a new sun shines,
warms my existence with it’s glistening smile,
pours gay pails of soul in my life,
to maneuver tough curves, I thrive.

Wish a mountain, I grow to be,
folding all weathers in my memory with glee,
layering each experience neatly,
forgiving the harsh, not forgetting any…. 

Remembering, learning from every stone that rolled,
leaving it’s marks, scaring my soul,
chiseling new character, in me
I shall cherish every imprint you leave.

Nestling fossils in my womb,
securing each bruise to enhance, improve,
you will only bring out the best in me,
with every shed tear, stronger I shall be…

Peaking the sky, closer than yesturday,
relentlessly spinning gold from strands of hay....
To be a mountain; I wish, I be....
Never shall you, ever break me!