Mountain. (Dear you, pt. 19)

Did you lose it?

Or did you just stop looking?

The view from over here is wild;

It’s grand;

It’s unobstructed.

And I think the craziest part -

The part that hits me the most -

Is that it was never really hidden the way that I thought it was.

From the bottom of the valley it’s hard to see the horizon,

But the horizon never moved. 

So why did we move?

Did you lose it?

Or did you just stop looking?

Maybe the mountains that were obstructing the view were self-made;

Altars of complacency,

Built as monuments to the wrong things.

And maybe instead of looking to those monuments,

Hoping to stare into the past longing for distant fleeting pleasure,

We can stare into the present.

The present. 

Did you lose it?

Or did you just stop looking?

There’s no mountain in front of us,

Because the Mountain-Maker placed us on top of the mountain instead.

And maybe instead of looking down at the bottom,

Where we feel paralyzed at times by the sheer magnitude of it all,

We should look forward,

Looking toward the beauty around us and ahead of us;

Looking at the joy of life and the miracle of belonging. 

Maybe we stop scaling the mountain alone,

And we realize that it’s so much better climbing with a team.

Maybe we stop using the mountains as monuments and use the Mountain-Maker as a living compass.

Dear you,

Did you lose it?

Or did you just stop looking?

Because it’s here.

It’s wild.

And it’s waiting for you to enjoy the view.