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• Artiste: Be'Lakor
• Titre: Foothold
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The ridge had long hinted At strong and at weak Both threatening wall And welcoming peak A taunting horizon For shortening years One sun, but two shadows: Equidistant fears For my life I have watched you Like my father before Do I die without knowing? Or climb to find more? Compelled to discover With answers so near And with thoughts so contorted By a limbic leer With the bristling awareness Of a fate not yet sealed A decision is reached That the great peak shall yield Looking back, I now see Having long since set off Though in first breaking trail Of course, I could not That the struggle continues Tearing sinew each step Sensing one fear replaced By its twin, in regret Sensing one fear replaced By its twin, in regret Growing nearer, hope holding Simple foothold a fall Damaged limb, but not fatal Just a moment, to stall Rising up, now mere steps From the summit, look down To stare out across that Which was already found I am here, at the crest Where my eyes always fell Did I leave them for this? Frozen lips cannot tell Looking back, I now see Having long since set off Though in first breaking trail Of course, I could not That my time, and this mountain, and my father before But a cycle of reaching and striving to claw Moving higher, hands clasping, eyes looking for more Not a thing left to find, in all that I saw