I heard said, reaching the summit,
when no summit I had ever seen,
left a wake descending complete.
This truth returns nay but why?
When the uncommon rides high
does a descent fulfill the stride?
Years climbing in apparent futility
have I daily felt pinnacle's peak
only to stop when at the top.
Something I forgot surfaced today
nothing achieved is overcome
unless returned level with love.
We see what we find and forget
never returning endowed possibility
to place depth where surface lies.
4/2008, rjduberg
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