Images of you

What do you see when you look at me,

am I the way you perceive me to be?

Or am I just a reflection of you,

let's play a little game, it's called guess who.

Forty feet to go.

The young boy watched nervously as each of the older kids moved slowly up the wall, never slipping, never lacking in courage, they continued to climb until they reached the top. The skillful climbers moved with ease, placing one hand above the other, gripping a rock they would then move their foot and place it firmly on the next stone to push their body up. Knowing that this was his first year the young boy felt uneasy and being informed by his father that the climbing wall was forty feet to the top only added to his uneasiness. He had voiced his feelings to many of the adults in the area but was only met by encouragement, in the end he was fitted with what the adults called a "full body harness". The discouraging part about the full body harness was that it was meant to catch him if he fell and falling was all that was on his mind.

The young boy approached the wall and felt the cold stones under his fingers. From a distance the climbing wall looked enormous, standing at the bottom looking up, it looked endless. "One step at a time." The instructor said, "Climb as high as you can, then we will lower you down with the rope." After some struggling and help from the instructor the young boy was off the ground and on his own. He looked up seeking some security but all he found was a maze of rocks. His heart pushed on his throat.