Climbing Past Through Memory Layers

she climbed ever upwards into the roof of the world holy Himalayan mountains highest place we can physically climb up into in this world each step elusive in thin air aspires to enter gates of heaven heaven tantalizes in curvature arch of horizons before compulsive climbs can she climb high enough to kiss face of lost lover he is dead died in a war in far away homeland his memory is ever in every footstep she may walk makes his memory is lost love enduring ever renewing there can never be another Copyright © Terence George Craddock