In the distance over the trees
stands a jewel of white
I can’t help but stop and stare
at such a beautiful sight
Inspiration starts to fill me
in it’s very presence
Feeling the need to get closer
to capture it’s very essence
As I begin my perilous travel
looking for a path that
has yet been defined
The assuring white light of the
peak of the mountain gives me
a comforting sign
In the night the moon fixes it’s
luminous gaze on the
mountain top
The beams of light feeding the
thirsty dark as it lights up
my path drop by drop
As I get closer I feel my ambition
getting so much stronger
Anticipation fills my lungs as my
strides start getting longer
I began to see this journey was not
meant for me to reach the
mountain itself
Rather it was a lesson to help find
and define myself
I keep the lessons I learned in my
heart so they do not slip through
the cracks of time
Whenever I need a reminder I look
to the sacred mountain and myself
I will always find
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