yearning for a greater height

I wrote this poem from a spiritual perspective, how there's certain things that really get in the way of my Spiritual walk, and cutting that rope is the only way. Like a hiker who has too much tied on them as they climb higher (that is the picture I had.) When you consider your life, what things would benefit you more after the rope has been cut?

I yearn for a greater height…

You have me looking at my old ways

I’m trying to grow daily

I’m trying to move on

…But the thought of you takes me back

To ways I don’t want to go back to

I had no choice but to let the rope go;

So I can climb higher,

If I held on, we would have both fallen…

…So here I am, climbing higher up,

Closer to the goal

Further from the past

10 November 2012