At the base of the mountain I gazed upward, toward the invisible peak - for it was shrouded in clouds and a mist of uncertainty. I gazed upward at the rocks - at the difficult path ahead. I gazed upward, at the sheer scale & impossibility. But then - I felt a nudge from behind - So gentle, that it was almost a whisper personified. "I am with you." And so, I took a step. A shaky step. I reached out my hand to begin the climb, But paused - "I'm scared." The gentle nudge moved me forward - "I am with you." I grabbed the earth, I took the step - I began the climb. It went well at first, But then - I stumbled. Panic set in and I nearly let go - But then - from beside me, guiding my hand, a voice so soft it was like a caress personified. "I am with you." And so, I continued the climb, Making progress, falling back, gaining ground, Feeling scared & brave & accomplished all at once. This continued on, for what seemed like ages. Until - One day, the mist enveloped me, and I passed through it to the other side. As I reached the top, I finally experienced the reward of my life long struggle. a view so - magnificent- that it overwhelmed my senses and rendered me speechless. Until. A voice so familiar, it was like Love personified. I gazed upward toward the source, My soul shining in recognition. "Oh! I know you... You were with me always."