High up in the apple tree climbing I go,
With the sky above me, the earth below.
Each branch is the step of a wonderful stair
Which leads to the town I see shining up there.
Climbing, climbing, higher and higher,
The branches blow and I see a spire,
The gleam of a turret, the glint of a dome,
All sparkling and bright, like white sea foam.
On and on, from bough to bough,
The leaves are thick, but I push my way through;
Before, I have always had to stop,
But to-day I am sure I shall reach the top.
Today to the end of the marvelous stair,
Where those glittering pinacles flash in the air!
Climbing, climbing, higher I go,
With the sky close above me, the earth far below.
Climbing
Analysis, meaning and summary of Amy Lowell's poem Climbing
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THE MORE PERSISTANT YOU ARE THE BETTER CHANCES YOU HAVE IN LIFE TO REACH HIGH AND OBTAIN WHAT YOU WANT IN LIFE. WE SHOULD NOT GIVE UP EARLY OR IN THE MIDDLE OF ANY SITUATION OR GOAL. WE SHOULD CONTINUE REGARDLESS THE BAD DAYS, BAD WEATHER AND ANY OBSTACLES IN LIFE. NOTHING SHOULD STOP US IN REACHING OUR GOALS.
The farther you climbing , the closer you near the success . Never satisfied with your situation at the moment .
The farther you climbing , the closer you near the success . Never satisfied with your situation at the moment .