One foot in front of another,
I wait in anticipation for –
the zenith I’m chasing after.

A conversation,
or a waterfall –

I ascend,
and the moment comes to pass.

But it doesn’t last.

So I wonder:
What did I enjoy more?
The build or the release?

Or rather what lingers longer?
The reality or the possibilities?

Did I enjoy the climb,
Or the view at the top –

Maybe —
My mind whispers,
You just enjoy the free fall.