To stay too long on the plateau
after a long, hard climb
risks mistaking the equipment you came with,
the stuff on the inside
and out, for the makings of a scene,
a tableau that urges you to settle in,
to call this place home,
while losing sight of the summit,
the site of glory—the reward
of faith and perseverance—
you once ventured to claim,
as your own.
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