a quest of prowess, of vehemence, of skill
Brimming with pride, she perched on the crest
of the tallest mountain, the most perilous hill
Yet she considered herself a deferential guest,
the ambition of her life finally fulfilled
She fondly reminisced on the previous days,
days of apprehension, unease and fear,
during which she had been a stranger to nature's ways,
where nothing was what it seemed to appear
A treacherous guise would threaten to raze
her opinion of nature so very dear
The paths had been laden with coverings of frost,
a precarious gradient, a precipitous slope,
with its deceptive trails- so vulnerable to getting lost
Assured safety offered so little scope
when hiking up courses that the ice had crossed-
it was not an uplift to her dwindling hope
And yet, she had been heartened by experiences bleak,
as she sought to conquer the dream of her eye-
to enter a domain of beauty and mystique,
and transcend from low to the riveting high
So, as she perched on the glacial peak,
her spirits rose and soared beyond the sky
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