The hill top views of clear blue skies,

A mound to sit on and see it all,

Refreshed and clear for once in life,

It's today and now that it all comes through,

I weigh and scale it all inside,

To be a person who sits in white,

The truth and scale of decisions made,

Light it up and see what makes you scared,

So face the thing that creates the feels,

To light it up again and again,

Then you'll see its face,

What a tiny thing!

Let go down hill and begin again.