"But how do I get up there? I don't see the way," she said.
The frightened girl looked at the forest that stood before her, dark and filled with unknown noises. Grunts, aches, pains, tears, and laughter flooded her ears, but she saw no one.
Frustrated, she turned over to go back to sleep. In the twilight of her mind, the plea came once again, "Higher, come higher!"
A mountain appeared, and on its tip a hand beckoned as it waved to her, and the little girl began her journey as she followed the wind,
- That carried the voice
- That led to the one
- That enticed her with the plea,
"Higher, come higher!"
The young girl now turned adult was lost. The first steps had been easy. She had skipped happily down the path thinking it would only take an hour. Yet the more she walked, the longer the path. Suddenly there was a bend. Here she stood,
- Finished with high school,
- College Diploma in her hand
- And a lucrative job at her bidding.
Trying to look around the bend, her view was hampered by the beautiful log cabin, which stood directly in her way.
Enchanted, she thought she would stop and explore. She left the path to peek inside the window. It was beautifully decorated with all kinds of things,
- Wonderful expensive trinkets and gadgets,
- A table covered with delicious foods,
- Liquid refreshments to satisfy every taste,
- People elegantly dressed in the finest clothes,
But the room was filled with sad laughter,
From smiling faces,
Belonging to people with mournful eyes,
That showed streaks of boredom.
The door opened, and the crowd beckoned for her to enter. About to walk in and examine this phenomenon, while she took a rest, the wind caressed her face with a strong blow, and she heard the voice softly command her, "Higher, come higher!"
Torn between the beauty of the cabin, which stood before her, and the trinkets she saw within, she agonized over her decision. This is a good place she thought. With all those beautiful gadgets, I could be happy for a life time.
Is this the success I seek?
Is this the contentment my heart yearns?
Higher, come higher!" Whispered the voice.
As she turned away from the opened door, she wondered if she would ever know the fate of those people in the cabin. Who were they she thought as the path suddenly reappeared, and she followed the voice that lovingly whispered, "Higher, come higher!"
No answer came,
Only the command to follow the yearnings of her own heart,
As she travelled Higher.
Higher, come higher!