....

the climb was steep
but i kept pushing
with every stride
my legs gained weight
and my breaths became wanting
as heartbeats gained feverish momentum
and sweat oozed from my brow

i felt an urge to stop this commotion
and to be at peace with my physiology
so that the heart pacifies the bulging veins
and a calm returns to burning lungs
but then it occurred to me
that man never couquered mt everst
rather he conquerd himself
to reach at the zenith of the world
so i pulled along
not with a desire to win
but with a resolve
of not loosing to myself