Summits

The towering rocks, untamed, rise stark and bold, Reflecting in my eyes, as forces clash, In this our own expanse where lives unfold, I plant my feet and feel the sleet’s coarse lash. The windswept summits, plains that gently sway, Beyond the rifts, dark rumbling drifts away, I fix my gaze and watch the vaulting grey I’m here to thrive, to build another day. A distant flicker, hues in highland fields, A flame, a spark, a pulsing glow it wields, On these unsheltered grounds my future gleams, A song that resonates with vibrant themes. The choir sings hoarsely, I fear no strife, I seek out my solace, I shape my own life. Austere persistence, a mantra I keep, I conquer the challenges, steep after steep. Resounding through forests, these resolute calls, Horizons await, where splendour enthralls. With each step I take, on this stark, boundless quest, I embrace the hardships, I greet every test. For in the pursuit of these sights still unseen, I carry my history, bold and serene

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 07, 2025