Ladder to the sun.
I had dropped everything down there
even the ones I held dear
climbing and being driven to climb more
savoring the taste of each new lore
Forgetting the gap I was creating
from the distance that emerged
propelled by the urge
for success, that kept increasing
Eyes planted on goal
with each second presenting new risk
that could make grip
The mind sits back and fix the puzzle
while the brain paint pictures
unraveling a conclusion in fine texture
of a top with never-ending hustle.