The View from the Hill
I wish there was a valley
that was never foggy.
I wish there was a hill
that I could see forever from.
I wish there was a free ride
to the top to the summit.
I wish there were no coins to pay
for the knowledge I gain
on the ride up
I wish I could give a quarter to a friend
And pay his way.
On a make believe ski lift to the top
But alas, there is no hill
And the passage is not free
Time pays our way,
And there is no fog free valley anyway.
Lord, light my path,
With fog lights in this dim slough,
So I may journey up the final hill for free
And see all below my prior journey me
Standing up next to You.
Author Note: we gain knowledge best from experience and sometimes i wish it were not that way. i also wish i could sometimes share my experience with another then they would not make the same mistakes.
About the author
I live with my wife, an artist, in Indianapolis. Besides poetry, I like to take photographs, read books, travel overseas, and listen to news/political podcasts, college lectures and classic literature. You can read about my approach to poetry on my poetics page. To stay in touch, follow me on Twitter or connect on a variety of other social networks.
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