Here they come,
the hikers, the dreamers,
the thrill seekers.
One
by one
they climb.
I hear them
with tools and tents,
backpacks and boots
(the wind whips around me
like a wild Hula-Hoop).
The climbers and their gear
are heavy (a pick digs in, ouch!),
but I’m strong enough
to carry thousands of dreams
and hopes of reaching the top.
Look!
A group has made it!
Soon they will make their way
back down
down
down.
Sigh. Finally.
A bit of peace and quiet
up here in the frozen air and clouds.