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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