Turning Mountains to Molehills

These are the days of heavy footfalls
As the burdens weigh on my back
Disquiet churns the acids of my belly
As I hike the mountain of struggle
Breath caged in apprehensive hanging
A poetic justice for unknown crimes?
Or overwhelming life lessons?
I grasp with fingers already full
To clutch faith in purpose of the Universe
Dangling precariously
Worried that it is a wishful fantasy
Now a mere molehill in the rearview
I try to remember to believe

Debbie Gravett © 2019.07.11

FOWC: Poetic
RDP: Hike
Image by Gidon Pico from Pixabay

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