And when you reach the top of the mountain
What do you think you might find?
You pushed and pushed and pushed
The uphill battle weathered the soles of your feet
Cut the insides of your veins
And stripped tears from your eyes
But you did not stop
There were visions and dreams and infinite thoughts lingering in the distance
Capturing them was key
Nothing else mattered but fancy accomplishments
and sultry accolades
And now you ask, was it all worth it?
Had you ever have stopped in your path to question its purpose?
Did you ever look inside and listen to your own mind’s eye without the disillusioned sounds crowding your voice?
But yet, you made it
And in the end, you realized there is no end
So you will go and take each step back down
continuing along the cascading mountain range
But before you go
Stop and breathe
Take in the sights
Admire the beauty
of falling to rise
And go on slowly
with every next step
As to be sure you want
to take it
before you make a move