Having a friend in your life that encourages you, stands for your honor and profoundly changes you for the better is a priceless gift, a gift bestowed upon my husband and I by a man named Steve Hall. He is the reason I started writing and he is the reason I wrote this poem. To the most resilient man we have ever known!
Proverbs 27:17 – As Iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another
Upon the path, I climbed so high,
With every step, beneath the sky,
Through trials steep and shadows cast,
I faced the storm, I braved the blast.
The peak, distant, seemed so far,
A guide post, my northern star,
Yet through the darkest of despair,
I saw a glimmer in the air.
With every scar, with every tear,
I conquered every trembling fear,
For life, like mountains, tries our will,
And still, we climb and seek the thrill.
As jagged rocks cut deep and wide,
Each pain endured, a scar of pride,
With strength, I climbed, I never fell,
To find my purpose, life to quell.
The winds of loss, they howled and roared,
The weight of sorrow, I deplored,
But on I pressed, through cold and strife,
To find the answer to my life.
And now I stand on peaks so high,
Beneath the endless, open sky,
For in each trial, tragic plight,
I found my strength, my inner light.
Illustration at top by Jackie Woodcock