The Ascent

Truth to be told, I don't know what's it like for you,

We grace the same path and some wonders still await.

No judgement is cast, for your beauty's needed too,

There's patience, there's wisdom, as we never get there late.

Your story's unique, and your eyes glow like no other,

I can see through it all and cheer up your every step.

The journey you're on makes you whole again, oh, brother,

Have courage, your peace is well deserved outside the web.

Even though you might think that there is no end in sight,

And the twists and the turns prove to test that inner quest.

It takes time to recall what is truly your birthright,

And the goal will bring rewards that outshine the need for rest.

So keep going, pressing on, with whatever strength you muster,

Every day find a way to improve by one percent.

Once you're there you will know that you couldn't get there faster,

It was never game of speed but an Art of your Ascent.