Climbing up clinging ivy
Seems ever so simplistic,
For using that shining green rope,
One can conquer the highest peak.
But when the time comes to begin,
The wall is just too tall, and the feat is overwhelming.
Searching for cracks and chips
Is seemingly easy at first,
For a miniscule defect is all that’s needed
To scale its surface, weather worn
But when the time comes to begin,
The wall is just too smooth, and the deed is impossible
Fingers gripping, though knuckles white
Appears effortless to some,
For when using power and nerve
One can reach the top.
But when the time comes to begin,
The wall is just too slick, and the act is much to bold
But when given proper tools,
Hesitation is evicted.
With the rope of care, and the hook of patience,
Perseverance is the only option.
