Climb.

We know not why we sing in rhyme.
We know not if we sing in rhyme...
We know not why to the top we climb.
We know not if to the top we climb...

The ladder is long, awaiting us climb.
To climb beyond and scale the summit.
The future is blur, unconcerned we climb.
To climb beyond with no eye on the summit.

Why climb if not to scale the summit?
Because there are interesting species to meet.
Fruits - tasty to eat; Flowers - beauty to greet.
Rugged terrains to explore - unique and discrete.

To scale it a feat, just because it is the peak?
To do only because it is to be done is no tweak.
The dance and treat, to us all sounds Greek.
The higher dreams, we climb to discover and seek.

As we climb and rhyme, the cliff does shine.
Abandoning the climb, we realize we are inane.
Head to the cliff, Assure we are absolutely fine,
Take a breath, Jump off the cliff and fly insane.

We know not why we sing in rhyme.
We know not if we sing in rhyme...
We know not why to the sky we fly.
We know not if to the sky we fly...