My target!

Looking  far to the mountains,

I want to climb upon,

My heart  leaps on the thought,

Considering all the dangers,

My hands fidget like springs,

Eyes mark those delicate features,

The very line of my sight,

Tells me story.

Of men in green,

Fighting for something,

Best known to them,

As for the benefit of their nation,

I see blood and sacrifice,

Absolute dedication,

And love for the unknown.

Eyes never leave that peak,

The highest one,

I dream and admire most,

Like many things in life,

I dream about,

But yet unlike all,

The desire is profound.

To achieve the greatest,

And leave the average,

Only to discover a behest,

Of the unknown,

To live in peace,

And  find a solitude,

In pondering about the worst,

Which tells a story in the least.

Thinking as I stand,

Wonder how much as I may,

Think about the men in green,

Recollect all the stories as I am,

I get to know just one thing,

My desire is the greatest,

To behold,

If they did,

Then I will,

Marching I am,

To achieve the biggest,

Of my only life

  My target!