Grandness often seems far beyond my reach,
often overlook simplicity, plainness
as frugal providence.
I'm guilty of shallow breathing, of peripheral vision
instead of clear eyed perseverance.
A steady, four-mile mountain trail up, up, up… I tread slowly,
pause, wipe sweaty brow, battle fatigue, defeat;
inhale deeply soul-invigorating Virginia air,
notice nature's unpretentious ornamentals -
their unique patterns, bursting colors.
You forge ahead, undaunted conquerer,
but come back. Offer water, encouragement.
Reward this day will not be the noble, majestic view
but the struggle of achievement and appreciation
of your steadfast soul which helps me along the way.
Margaret Bednar, September 4, 2014
This if for "dVerse - Meeting The Bar - a nod to Rilke"
McAfee's Knob, along the Blue Ridge Parkway, Roanoke, Virginia - (I think I saw your house, Brian:)