Perfection as elusive as a shadow,
Plagues my every step,
Like a ravened wolf seeks for food,
Waiting for me to fail.
I try. My best falls short.
I’m a warrior at heart, not a quitter.
Quitters are the smart ones.
I go on, until on the highest overlook
I see the vastness below – huge
And I stand alone, cold – freezing
“You are a mere human.”