Onward and upward!

Onward and Upward by John Charles Earle I pass the vale. I breast the steep. I bear the cross: the cross bears me. Light leads me on to light. I weep For joy at what I hope to see When, scaled at last the arduous height, For every painful step I trod, I traverse worlds on worlds of light, And pierce some deeper depth of God. Mr. Earle's aims were a bit higher than ours. We were just trying to keep putting one foot in front ofthe other - but I liked the poem. :) As you can see, we're traversing a pretty steep incline here.