Climbing to Joy

Once t’was I who lay astrewn upon the Earth,
Gazing deeply unto the heavens, watching the morn’s birth.
Peering up longingly at the blue of the skies’ sea,
Wondering why ‘tis here where I must be…
Wishing and wanting almost on the verge of some celestial lust,
To climb above all, I was willing to turn my bones to dust…

I’ve lain far too long,
‘Tis time I obtained my wish to be gone.
Finding the first rung of life’s ominous ladder,
I start my ascent away from all Earthly matter…
Finding my innermost malice towards my latter place,
I quicken my step only to be slapped in the face.

Falling towards the place where my hate didst lay,
I flailed my arms in utter dismay.
A hand found the ladder once more, locking upon it,
Finding again the clouds upon which I wish so dearly to sit.
Starting again, I let my latter failure not hinder my step,
Rather learning from my woe and climbing now without fret.

Ah, finally have I reached my desire,
I mingle now within the blue I once didst admire.
Looking down upon life from so high,
But even here, not alone am I…
‘Tis above all to where I doth rise,
‘Tis here where I first gazed up into her eyes.

Finding such a beauty, I could not look away,
Although, it seems that her vision, too, shan’t sway.
If I didst once seek only life alone,
Yon wishes have now been sloan*.
For I know that even whence we are tempest torn,
Our love shan’t begin to be worn.


*sloan-done away with; killed