High Spirits Low

You know it's gonna be a long journey. 

You're prepared. You know the directions. 

Got your backpack and are willing to do whatever it takes to get there. 

So you start walking. 

 Walking walking walking. 

You ignore the blisters and the backache. 

All alone you keep on walking trustfully. 

Passing creeks and rivers, fields and forests.

After weeks you're walking down a pass 

that leaves a dark forest,
you get to an open field.

Suddenly you see it. 

You didn't expect that. 

Nobody told you. 
Instead of the horizon...

a huge mountain right in front of you!

No way around. You must climb up there. 

You can't even see it's peak. It's beyond the clouds. 

You stand there and look at it. 
Your blood pulsing through your legs. 

Your breath heavy. 

Your forehead sweaty. 

Your back aching. 

All the miles you walked

will be in vain if you don't climb.

Your spirit breaking. 

So you sit down. 

And wait for a miracle.