The
mountain stands
Proud
and tall
Ready
to be moved,
To
crumble and to fall
I've
climbed it before
To
elevate my ego
But
it was all in vain
I
couldn't handle the terrain while fighting
the gravity of ambition and the
slippery slope of sin
Never
again shall I climb this mountain
Because
this mountain is not for the genuine or honest man
It's
a haunting realization of what a worldly man looks like
Proud
and tall
Ready
to be moved,
To
crumble and to fall
This
glorified hill
Majestic
in stature and
Even
appealing to the eye
It
may be taller than the lilies in the grass
But
as mighty as it may stand
And
boast of the land in owns
It
can easily be surpassed by an even more majestic sky
Eclipsed
by the lightest of clouds
And
moved by one mustard seed alone
Climb
the mountain if you will
As
I will not stop you
But
don't humor the enemy
And
do so out of duty
It's
not a mountain of obligation
But
a place of false identity
And
unnecessary salvation
The
ascent brings a sense of freedom from guilt
Yet,
when it returns indefinitely
You'll
find that you've been descending and
Heading
towards eternity
But
there's always another path
As
Frost once said that "will make the difference"
It
will separate the man from the child
The
clean from the vile
The
one who sings of deliverance and
The
one who worships the idol
So
why insist on the tough climb when
There's
a path worth taking
Filled
with people walking and talking at the same time
Let
us scoff at this obstruction
For
it holds no authority on masculinity
It's
an obstacle in the way
That
can easily be moved
Show
me your faith
And
an enemy to prove wrong
Because
to truly be a man is not measured by
The
width of his wealth or
The
height of his name
Such
things have no depth
Much
of it is glorified
But
it is only a hill
True
masculinity calls upon us to be still,
To
be eclipsed by a greater love and
Surpassed
by a stronger purpose
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