As I stare into the valley in front of me,
I only wonder how I got up here,
On this plateau I dreamed of,
Since I began my journey. 

Where do I go now?
My soul has been put into this climb,
And now it's left behind,
As I stand alone on this empty rock.

What's my next purpose?
Have I missed a key part of myself?
The wind howls over yet feels airless on my face. 
Should I go to the next high rise? No.

It's time I sit,
And wait for myself to catch up.
This view is nice.