Goliath

I face a mountain

That looms over me

Its spikes and crags

I feel pointing through my soles

I’m cold

Warmed fear

Fear that washes over my body

Rinsing me from head to toe

A wave clearing sense from skin

But like the shepherd boy David with his sling

Shadowed by the mighty Goliath

Clad in gleaming golden armour

I will scale that mountain

Its spikes sneering

Its peak glaring

To rise with battered hands and feet

Calloused from wear

To feel the sun shine upon my face

Cleansing me of my fear

Leaving this mountain beneath me

Only to see the next mountain, higher

 

Another chance, to feel closer

 

To that light

 

Author: Jack Bennett

Born in Torbay, living in Bristol. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

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