In attempts to reach out for the future,
shrouded by life's better ways,
when all are released by the bondage of youth,
... we search for life's new better ways.
In attempts to hold on to the past,
fore - shadowed by things that must come,
we vainly perceive of the answers, it seems,
... and find none, when everyday 's done.
No mountain worth climbing,
has ever been conquered...
no matter how steep or abrupt,
without first starting out at the bottom,
... and working your way slowly up.
Barry Van Allen
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/attempting-too/
