There is no triumph in the mountain summit.
\nThat victory lays trembling
\nbehind the instinct that took me there;
\ncompelled to reach the passion of accomplishment:<\/p>\n
the instinct took me there.<\/p>\n
I saw that place and found myself
\nweary, but without sorrow.
\nNo moments set aside for pain just yet;
\ntime would come to experience this.<\/p>\n
I seized the moment of arrival,
\nsatisfied with all there was.
\nMy path travelled on the wheels of life
\nWas not the recompense I sought.<\/p>\n
Learning to sing the praises,
\nlive the dreams,
\nfeel the passion
\nthat oceans and mountains can sustain.<\/p>\n
I want to travel there again,
\nto race towards untimely suffering
\nendured thus in pleasure.<\/p>\n
Endured by the instinct that took me there.<\/p>\n
I climbed and found the hill my mentor,
\nteaching me to play with life.
\nAllowing me not to give in to the
\ncompeting instinct
\nthat would have had me
\navoid the dream,
\nstay in the room,
\nand sleep a comforting,
\nhollow
\nrest.<\/p>\n
But in challenging the mountain I have learned
\nthings I never thought alone I’d face.
\nThe mountain was not challenged, it was I.
\nI’ve been brought to a new realization,
\nthat I’ve done it now–
\nI’ve found my place.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
There is no triumph in the mountain summit.
That victory lays trembling
behind the instinct that took me there;
compelled to reach the passion of accomplishment:<\/p>\n
the instinct took me there.<\/p>\n
I saw that place and found myself
weary, but without sorrow.
No moments set aside for pain just yet;
time would come to […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12,13,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1564","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nature","category-personal","category-poems"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1564","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1564"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1564\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1565,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1564\/revisions\/1565"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1564"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1564"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1564"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}