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,
To emptiness, for love has been denied.
Then dawn arrives anew with searing lights,
And I can see my dream, again, has lied.
 My endless dream denies a final climb,
 But patiently I wait for love sublime.