The Middle of the Thing

Climbing from the bottom
there was little hint at the beauty
waiting in the midst of our journey
what we saw
were the clouds of an impassable monstrosity.

Something that prevented even the thought of success
never realizing
the journey would include images and memories of such beauty
that we might resent their passing
all together.

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