when I saw a man
skiing down a mountain
on youtube,
oh I remembered him
my friend.
living in his own little, happy world
maybe that world is his dream,
but he chases it
with more motivation than most men breathe.
my friend
is full of wishes
endless, flowing,
one after another,
and that never-ending list
is what keeps him alive.
hopes,
dreams,
goals,
conversations,
laughter
all climbing upward.
as certain as the height of Everest,
I wish one day
he skis down from the highest point on earth
and my heart would feel lighter,
happier,
like skydiving with God
with nothing to hold me down.
that would be enough.
my friend wants to ski a mountain,
and I’ll be there
at the bottom,
waiting,
to greet him,
to celebrate him,
to hug him,
to lift him
for the dream he turned real.
oh my friend
I would be so happy
to share that moment.
just name the mountain,
I will be there.
we will climb the hardship,
for the beauty,
for the shared view
my friend,
and the mountains
will smile with us.
I hope he always smiles too,
and remains at that height
free,
brave,
and shining.



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