The mountain was big and high
It was scary that I couldn’t
even take a step.
But slowly and slowly you
impelled me.
so I climbed, taking
each careful step.
I was shaking but you
comforted me with your hands.
And when I reached the
peak you suddenly
withdraw your hand from mine
and you concealed yourself to the
beguiling scenery that awaited me
from the peak
First Writings 