Streets of San Francisco

What goes up,
must come down.

Obvious but not easy,
unappealing and so hard,
indeed, for sure, a daunting walk,
that’s the rub.

An unfaltering brisk pace,
that’s unlikely to happen:
difficult climbs and descents.
exhaust me.

What’s the point of the steep grade?
Going up is a tiring task!
Going down is a forced run!
Why, then why?

Climbed with effort and without respite,
these hills: make pilgrims worthy:
for they reveal buena vistas,
real realms realized.


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