On This Mountain
When the pain broke me but I kept on, When keeping on crushed me but I climbed on, When climbing on burned my lungs but I breathed on: Then the light seeped through the cracks of my blindness And changed what I thought I knew.
Only on this burning mountain could I see --- And say --- what I saw without even trying, Which changed everything around me --- even me, And the empty spaces, And the seeping light, And that smallest thing Iâ€d seen and said.
Only looking down from this burning mountain Could I see, and say: Peace really is like a river And love is the answer to something And my theory of everything is correct. And that theory is this: Tears may hurt or not but they always dry up. |