Human nature is funny
I play these games on the mountain
clawing and kicking
I wrestle my way up
Only to see
You before me
when I reach the top.

And I knew that when I started
You were there
but somehow on the way up
I thought it was me.

When I look down
I realize how small I am
and being up here
is a little frightening,
I am exposed by pride
and feel afraid,
how did I get here again?

And I thought the way up
was the way to go.
But it is not so much up
as it is towards….
leaning into you makes the
fear dissipate
And I am comfortable
to be small
in your presence.