ascent

I
Am climbing
The mountain, striving
For the summit, for awakening.
Make me pure, through my self,
The self. I will become pure.
Virtue, my birthright and obligation.
I will not fall, I do not fall. I will
Make this count, I will earn this, I
Rise through cracks made jagged by years
Of caked-on pain and hardship. So near, perfection, so near.
I WILL NOT FALL.