
Langdale Pikes from Ambleside Tourist Board
Living life in all its fierceness,
Birth and death and joy and pain
We struggle on our unknown journey,
Sometimes lost and found again.
We are indeed like lambs to slaughter
Death will be our final goal.
But while we live,let us live bravely.
Let us not destroy our souls.
Climbing in the hills and moorlands
In the heather, children play.
The sun half blinds me with its light
Yes still I see my own true way.
I received a call to climb.
These hills are my essential home.
My vocation is to dwell here
While in the silence, my mind roam.
Noise in cities is destructive.
Though nature’s fierce,she’s also true.
Struggling on life’s rock filled slopes
offer up my words to you

