The plateau

The Plateau

A thought occurred to me.
So sudden and so swift.
That at my fullest
I was empty.
That at my fastest,
I was still.

“Even if in my efforts”,
I thought, “I prove to obtain it all”
I would see that “all” as an anthill
I would see that “all” as no good.

There is nothing wrong with climbing, of course.
For there are many a mountain left to go.
But ere you go scaling,
Remember,
We make for heaven and not the plateau.