Poetry About Endurance

No summit shows beyond the next wet bend. Boot leather darkens under steady rain. I count ten steps, then count another ten. Strength is less a shout than repeated breath. The trail keeps asking what the body can carry. Endurance answers slowly, without leaving.

Look again from the quieter edge. Boot leather darkens under steady rain. A smaller detail changes the whole scene. Strength is less a shout than repeated breath. Attention loosens the first easy answer. Endurance answers slowly, without leaving.

No summit shows beyond the next wet bend. Hours pass, but the image does not leave. I count ten steps, then count another ten. It returns us to stamina, hardship, patience, training, survival, and continuing through a long difficult passage. The trail keeps asking what the body can carry. The day continues with a more attentive heart.