Climbing to Etherea

climb, climb, the rocky wall
even though it stands so tall
from it's face the sun is vast
filled with secrets of the past

climb, climb, the handworn stones
moss infrazzeled, cold as bones
their weight is heavy, smooth with age
all inside a a darkened cage

Climb, climb, the monolith
fear is but a man made myth
span the void and search the sky
never, ever knowing why

climb, climb, the boulder great
it does not matter if you're late
fly across the hassled blight
you'll reach Nirvana late tonight

1980