Every journey takes you through that climb,
Where the breath is short and every step a grind.
The trudge eventually to a plateau will lead,
Where your tired soul for a rest will plead.
This is that moment one must cherish
the most,
When life is quiet and you have nothing to celebrate or toast.
The plateau is time to reflect and dance as you get ready to explore,
The next climb will appear soon enough leaving no time to rest anymore.
