Final Ridgeline

RayMondo - Sep 7, 2009 3:48 pm - Hasn't voted

In the peril of the descent did I enter the mood of the mountain as I cut steps above rock walls and edged my way across and down. The dark enveloped me as my emergent thoughts became mind games - why did I come here, don't make a mistake, as I became lost at times in the soup of cumulus and soupy primal thoughts of survival. I fought to dispel them as my legs weakened with the angst. Though I became empowered.