Where I stand is no coincidence.
On top of this mountain with the snow marking every emotion.
The body is numb
While the heartbeats a million.
The conscious is strengthen.
While the vision have accomplish the mission.
Here pass the echoes.
Here pass the rattles.
I'm here above all
which truly matters.
The journey itself felt like forever.
With faith and prayers kept me together.
I have arrive with my arms stretch wide.
This year is the year.
I conquer what's mine.
By: M.W. Styner, Jr.