To the Summit

O! Brother! O Mother! I summit the
Mountain, to reach its rocky peaks. I climb
Over the pills with you, and repeat this:
"Turn back, turn back, turn back, O! turn back!" Why? 
I know a long journey needs preparation.
You must know the trails, to conquer them true.
Just like a recipe, you must follow 
Each step exact, retracing all the paths.
Curry soup, and Roast Beef; Peas, carrots and rice.
To enjoy the decadence of dinner
Blaze each step slowly, make each decision
Carefully, a little change here, a spice
There, off the track. Slowly learn, and savor.
The decadent meal is one understood.