My dreams are vast tonight
though I've yet to close my eyes.
Stretching out before me
are the peaks and valleys
of a life well lived.
Mountains of experience
born of chances taken
and boundaries pushed -
that inner voice, followed.
Images rolling by, a cold mountain
stream of stories tumbling
through time, and just as clear.
A calm mind and a full heart
declare destiny, not fantasy,
and all will be familiar
when these moments come to pass.
"Welcome back," they'll whisper.
"Welcome home.
We always knew you'd come."
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