.He took the last step and he was on top.
On top of the world, he was standing on the peek of the
mountain.
It was the top of the world and he felt like it.
it wasn't the fact that it took him months of training to
get there it was the idea itself, Standing on to of the
world
He surveyed his surroundings, the mountains were covered
with snow shining bright under the rays of the sun.
The view was breath taking.
He sat down not thinking of anything, just sitting there he
felt an overwhelming sense of joy and peace.
This was the closest he ever felt to haven, so high in the
sky and above all the bullshit going on in the world.
Nothing mattered not your money nor your political
opinions.
He was one with himself and nature, he was everywhere and
Nowhere at the same time, He was at peace.
Suddenly he saw a bird flying through the sky, he could
feel its heartbeat and the way it flapped its wings through
the air so majestically.
Suddenly he became the bird, he flew through the air so
gently and easily, that he felt like he was nature itself.
He soared over the mountains and looked at the world itself
from high above
He felt how the entire world was interconnected and all
things depend on each other. He felt the splendor of
creation running through his veins.
He suddenly had an understanding of the world, it could not
be put to words but he felt it better then anything he had
ever felt in his life.
It was all clear now, and he was a part of it.
Suddenly he woke up, he was back in his room.
It was dark, he was back in his sick sad world.
But the feeling of happiness stayed with him, he still felt
the magic of the world in himself.
He was finally complete.