Friday, August 8, 2008

Of flesh and blood...

He cripples like a baby,
but keeps walking in the deep frozen steep path
to get to the summit
which is his target.



He would not let any wind
however cold or cutting
move him away from his path



To him,
summit is precious than blood
so he let go off the latter



His flesh is being eaten by the cold
but he worry's not



for the summit has the best of flesh and blood,
for the summit is his target.

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