Hikers' Poems

 A couple of "Hikers' Poems" from William Monk's book "Whistler's Way" that I enjoyed, especially the first one.  It applies to life as much as hiking.

THAT IS YOU, THIS IS ME

I've listened to what you’ve had to say,
But let me be clear to you today.
I may go fast, while you go slow.
Who is right?  We neither know.
I wake each day with my goal,
While your days are a random roll.
To judge each other, we are free,
But please remember, that is you, this is me.

 

A HIKER’S PRAYER

With that first step, you can’t change your mind,
you will leave your love, leave her behind.
Hike on, my boy, hike on, hike on.
There will be hunger, there will be thirst,
there will be pain that will surely hurt.
Hike on, my boy, hike on, hike on.
Hike each day, that endless trail,
you will not quit, you will not fail.
Hike on, my boy, hike on, hike on.
When you are lost, it is true,
angels will watch over you.
Hike on, my boy, hike on, hike on.
When you take those final steps,
and it is time to no longer roam,
go home, my boy, go home, go home.