The mountain Is an optical illusion What we normally see In front of us is a world Of insecurities from a lifetime Of forced perspectives And a veil of fears obscuring Our true faith & deepest potential And when we attempt to rise To live up to what's alive within us, they say it's delusion Ugliness planted so deep in the eye All we see is the negativity The beauty of our dreams is beyond Recognition because it was buried alive
The mountain is toxic words, So many times we've been told How useless we are How we were born not to make it Even the most earnest of efforts Cannot get us to the top We've been repeatedly told That the kid next door Is better than us because he washes the dishes better and mops the floor Now your confidence and self esteem has become so bruised because you placed it by the doorway like the mat they step on before they step on the tile floor
The mountain is society We go to school & work hard To get good grades but to what end? Cause sooner or later Society wants their servants Who must heal the sick? They convince you to become a doctor Who must enforce law and order? They convince you be a lawyer Who must educate our children? They force you to go teach the poor Souls what you've been taught So that the culture of conforming To norms is perpetuated And society can be at "peace".
But your soul dances to poetry This they never told you Your soul sings flawlessly Like birds in flight in a cloudless sky On a beautiful summer's day This they never told you Instead they keep on preaching about the endless cries on judgment day You can paint a nation of beauty All you need to do is just grab hold of a canvass and a brush This they never told you All they ever taught you was self-loathing and how to be harsh On yourself but everyone around you.
The highest mountain, is yourself You so often want to shift the blame Because its easier believing That someone else contributed To your failure, otherwise admitting the fall would be a shame For this I don't blame you, Nor will I shame you You see we've been told that the worst enemy is out there So we go through life preparing for war, and spend the rest of our lives searching for HIM, and not find HER because she lives within us We spoil her rotten because You cannot conquer That which you do not understand And by the time we open our eyes to the real fight, we've already suffered a couple of blows and knocks from life Grey hair and arthritic limbs cannot guarantee us victory over this fierce and lethal monster that you've become towards yourself
The mountain is nowhere, that's to say NOW-HERE We look for greatness without When true greatness lives within Even the earthly mountain is not as high it appears, the real milestone to be reached, is the one within So start today and climb this great mountain To the pinnacle of the self The climb is strenuous But the view up there is priceless All else is but an illusion The real test is here and now.
I feel like my creative energy could've taken me through to make this poem longer and broader but I felt the few points highlighted are stern enough to override everything that I could've added but did not, because this subject is vast and can vary from one person the next in so many aspects. Enjoy.