Endless Dream

I walk the trail in hopes of reaching you,
As winter sheds her tears of crystal ice.
I rise above the drifts that block my view,
But find my steps alone do not suffice.

I crawl across ascending mounds of snow,
For yearnings for your touch have urged me on.
I find the strength to stand when feeling low
And rise before my final breath is drawn.

But I awaken, like the other nights,
Alone again, for love has been denied.
Then dawn arrives anew with searing lights,
And I can clearly see my dream has lied.

My endless dream denies a final climb,
But patiently I wait for love sublime.