Mountains of Hope

Many Mountains I will climb.

Many Mountains I will fall.

 Many mountains I will see old familiar faces along the way.

 Many mountains I will see smiling faces along the way.

My mountain claiming has build dirt upon my body along the way.

The dusting feeling upon my skin feels like the dirt of people in my past.

 The Sweat dripping down my face is like the sweat of my life that has come and gone my way
Some of my climbing will be easy;
some of my climbing will be hard.

 But after all it will all tire me down.
 I will then feel the burning aching pain upon my body and feet

 I will have many falls along the way painful once, bloody once, once that will scar me for life
 There will be no mountain high no mountain low for me to climb with God by my side.