Lost and alone
Held prisoner by the fears in my own mind
No escape could I find
I wandered searching for answers but none could be found
I was about to shut down
Then salvation came to me in a rich melody
I stood and looked at a mountain that seemed so high, a sheer face of hard stone came to my mind
Undaunted, I knew I had to be strong, for this journey would be long,
The catcher of my dreams was a unmovable mountain that would be tough to climb.
Each day I looked for a crack in the wall,
Some place to grab a toe hold, a niche or a ledge to get a leg up
Each day he would throw me a rope
Such beautiful music I heard coming from that mountain of dreams, I could see the notes dance in the air
They drew me like a flame in the dark, like honey to a bee.
I would grab that rope for it made me feel safe
Each step placed as if I was walking on glass, each handhold a hard-won battle
I would slip and fall, but the rope he never withdrew
He was rugged and strong and kept me from harm for his rhythm never wavered
When I got tired and my dreams got heavy, he would reach me with a song, to help pull me along
I knew when I reached the summit he would collect all my bad dreams and my fears would disappear, my view would be breathtakingly clear, all I had to do was struggle to the top.
The endeavor cost me dear, the climb was grueling and rough, but the peace I sought he gave me in a song, for this unmovable mountain had a heart.