We drove up slopes to see the pretty views,
but I remembered when we hiked instead
in unpaved forests rich in scents and hues,
not knowing what fresh vistas lay ahead.
The panoramas reached from in a car
felt diminished, though they too were gorgeous,
compared to ones we reached by climbing far
through circuitous trails from mountain gorges.
To reach a summit driving felt like cheating,
but views we saw on foot felt sweetly earned
through laboring without the leather seating
and mechanized assistance that we spurned.
While we can move, our choice for getting high
is our sole-full efforts, climbing toward the sky.
Mario A. Pita