Tall and tenacious the mountain stood
Orange, yellow, and red-decorative wood
Unwilling to budge despite my intention
Conquered it was, with wisdom’s retention
Fellowship, a curious group collected
Trust and companionship, I’m truly infected
Clasped at the hands, walking a wire
Couldn’t have taught me more-my desire
I ascended the mountain broken and frail
Unable to cope and concerned I would fail
On this journey, once alone and frightened
I descended a man greatly enlightened