Clouds of Doubt

A myriad of possibilities weigh down on my chest

Pinned down at a crossroads at the foot of the mountains

Held in place by arms of thick mud


Tall, thick, fluffy clouds hide the mountains’ peaks

Though I can feel their glare 

And hear their urgent calls to ascend


The unknown makes me wary

Will my ascent be in vain?

Will I hurt myself?


My feet…