How high, steep and snow-capped
Were the mountains
You faced, then left unclimbed?
 
How deep, wide, filled with mystery
Were the valleys you feared to explore,
So never dared or took time to spare?
 
How many chances came along for you
To do the right and honorable thing?
And you let each slowly pass you by.
 
How far away are the stars
You wished upon many nights?
And did even one wish ever come true?
 
How much of your heart’s love, joy
Or happiness did you freely share
With those you held dear?
 
How many songs to lift the spirit
Did you leave unsung, so others
Never heard the beauty of your melody?