Sweat and the sea are salty
and alike.
A lazy man and a corpse
never sweat.
Mountaineers mount up
the slithery mounts.
Resistance yields, dissolving
in sweat.
Seeds sprout in the fallen beads,
life-drops.
Success floats in sweat, depositing
fresh joys.
Each victory in the history sparkles
through sweat.
First published in The Literary Hatchet
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