Dreams of recognition,
The mark you wish to make,
Replaced by sweat and toil
Could be a big mistake.

When the spirit of adventure
Romantic, bold and gay
Looms into view
And beckons you,
Should you refuse
And stay?

Once upon the mountain top
You may gaze about the view
And see the trail
You did not seek
Is overgrown.

You alone
Will feel inside
The conquest of the peak,
And the memories
That languish
In the valley
Of your
Mind.