Heavenly Ascent Kaylee Brown
I welcome the cool breeze as it caresses my skin, Droplets trickle down my forehead and my forearm quickly brush them aside. A dull ache spreads throughout my legs as the incline steepens, I urge myself onward. Each wooden sign fuels my excitement, Each step closer to witnessing God’s work, Openings in the brush give me hints of the view ahead Little glimpses of His masterpiece. My heart pounds within my chest while an unwavering smile plays upon my lips. Each step is careful and tedious upon the path, Over the tendrils of roots, Over the fallen trunks, Over nature’s rocky stairwell. The pathway narrows like a tightrope, Placing one foot ahead of the other as though I’m an aerialist. My body hugs the rugged moss-covered wall, Each obstacle challenging my abilities, The path begins to level out, revealing the last wooden post, 0.7 miles left. I trudge forward across the sandy ground, The sunlight illuminates the way,
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