I stand on top of the mountain and I see nothing but beauty. I see valleys full of all things beautiful. Everything one man can want is just steps down the mountain. All in reach, all I have to do is walk down. I can see valleys of love and hope. Hills full of opportunity and success. I ask myself are these things real or only an illusion of all things I wish for.

I take the first step and head down the mountain feeling excitement in my heart that grows greater with every step. I can’t believe that all I have dreamed about and wished for is only steps away. As I reach the bottom and look at my surroundings with great disappointment there is nothing. A field of emptiness, a valley of lost hope, a stream that once flowed with love is now dry.

Why is it that from afar there is always such beauty but when coming face to face with reality it is nothing more than a blank canvass? One can have such love inside their heart, the want and desire to give to all and share with everyone but yet the field the world is empty and never ready to receive what one is willing to give.