What You Really, Really Want?

Glistening grail of glory

Rests upon the pinnacle

Of yonder mountain.

Unsteady in its mount

Swaying to and fro

In the gusts of change.

Your focus steadfast,

Staring down the dream.

Sharing your destination

With all who may share

In the delights of your vision.

Living omnipresent 

In the coronation

Before the climb 

Has yet to be underway.

You spin tales of wonder

At what is to become,

While lending a blind eye

To the toil required

To claim that solitary

Golden moment of

Sacrifice found.

The failure isn't always

In choosing a goal

Eventually deemed too lofty,

But more often in the

Ignorance of all the

Sub-goals it takes

To aspire to the Heavens.