On a Mountain pass

On a Mountain pass

With wetted eyes I stumble
through a mountain snow,
as I hear thunder rumble
I’m wondering, how far to go ?

Shangri-la is not attained
in steps we make with ease
That is why it has remained
a dream, an incurable tease

Lonely steps are my trial
on the way to this haven
I imagine living in style
after all I have given

Maybe I’m romantic, a simple daydreamer
please don’t say we are only fools
Rather the lot of a devious, callous schemer
who survives without abiding by rules

For only just to survive a life
to me can’t ever be enough
Rather I on the edge of a knife
than passing by as wind’s puff

Onward I go to my paradisiacal place
thoughts of failure can't ever take hold
Years have I travelled without a trace
when i feel down, I commit to be bold

Silly simple things permeate my mind
I’m trying hard to resist all sadness
I see a comfy chair a hand that’s kind
must I revert, to a melancholy madness

Steeling myself for a final assault
the last one did end in such failure
I will not blame or find others at fault
responsibility I assume, for this my tenure

Cold wind in my face, leave me alone
let me just lay down and quietly die
Must I lift another rhetorician’s stone
tears of ice on my cheeks as I cry

No, I’m not finished never not yet
I’ll rise way above another mountain
This can’t be a fallacy to end in regret
I will drink, from this mystical fountain…