At Mile 3

Here
Finally reeling from the elevation, I did not think I'd make it.
The horizon is more beautiful than any I've seen before.
Where there is no mark of another boot.
Where I am suddenly and abruptly aware of my blistered feet.
I could stay and rest.
I could stop.

Here
Pulling the air into my lungs, maybe I can breathe a mountain.
Where I can smell the perfumed
scent of the wildflowers at the summit.
Where I can almost see the top though lost in the trees.
I am not stopping here.
I can not remain here.

There
One more swig of water, I am walking again. 
Where I can spread my wings and fly. I am destined for there.
I have worked hard to get there, not here.
I will not stop until I reach there.

There
Raise my arms above my head
And gather the strength of the wide world to support me.
Where the horizon is limitless. Where all possibilities exist.
I am heading there.
I am on my way there.

Completed Sunday, November 17, 2013 on realizations from the last 1/2 mile up Crow Peak.
Finally owning it all.