The 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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