Hills before me, hills behind
Valleys in between,
The destination I've longed to see,
Lies ahead of me.
Moving forward, always forward
No time to turn around,
I can't afford to shift my focus,
To life already gone.
The valleys are hard, they wear me down
I'm parched, and fatigued,
The clouds arrive, they sprinkle rain,
Relief, in time of need.
Another mountain, getting closer
This must be the one,
I try my best to convince myself,
It keeps me going on.
After some time, I reach the top
Excited by what I'd find,
But when I looked, all I saw were more valleys,
And hills I had to climb.
I sat on that mountain, shouting "WHY LORD?"
But He never told me why,
So forward, forward, never discouraged,
I've come too far to cry.
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