The Climb

My feet had almost slipped.
One year of praying and trusting
Following the dream God
Placed in our hearts.

One year defending against nay-sayers,
Counting the wisdom of man as foolishness,
Considering our comfort as loss, in order
To fulfill the calling of God.

One year has come and gone .
Still the dream is but a dream,
The call seems only an echo,
My heart has lost its passion.

From the mountain of this journey
I almost lept.
The way down appeared less painful
Than the continued climb.
The crash at the bottom less devastating
Than the disappointment at the top.

In despair I cried out to God,
Begging for an answer to my request:
To be released from this quest and
Carry on like those who - are.

His response was you.

Out of your mouth, He spoke courage.
By your hands, He fed.
Through your friendship, He gave strength.
From your heart, He renewed my passion.

Thank You

My mind is renewed.
My heart is restored.
My feet are secured.
My will is strong.

He answered my cry.
In my moment of doubt,
He brought me you,
A friend in deed.

Today, I go forward
And climb upward.

Wow, that's just beautiful. I would say this is free verse poetry, for sure. What a multi-talented gal you are. I can feel your yearning, pain, and joy come through this one. Nice work! I'm going to take the liberty of moving this one to the poetry section. I think it definitely belongs there. (By the way, nothing lazy about this one.)