Assailed by the mist and chill
Day is dawning cool and damp
Coffee warm I drink my fill
As dimness hovers over camp

Another day behind me now
Another day before me still
To slog on upward, aching
On this quest toward the hill

My feet they feel so heavy
But I know I cannot tarry
There's naught to do but climb
For there are things that I must carry.

One day I'll look behind me
As I've cleared the hill ahead
And it will be then worth the cost
But the time till then I dread.

Nothing good is had with ease
This quest is no exception
And I only need to keep my trek
Onward, in the right direction

Long gray day before me
Long gray day behind me
One less than the day before
Till my angel's light shall find me.