I see you, and you see me—

but do you see yourself?

Step into my world, and I will walk in yours.

Invite me on a journey, a passage through your lands.

Let me be the cartographer, and you the explorer;

we’ll travel side by side, hand in hand.

You see the world through your own gaze,

but let me widen it for you—

for when we walk together horizons swell,

take in the expansive view.

When beauty hides from your eyes,

I’ll trace its outline for you.

When the path grows dim,

I’ll unfold the map, the way is yours to choose

Look upon this quiet lake—

your reflection glimmers clear.

Where we go next is yours to name;

expose and let go of the fear.

And when the climb grows steep,

when the incline tests our breath,

I’ll gesture behind us,

a quiet reminder of your steady ascent.

And when our journey comes to its end,

and we find ourselves returning home,

I’ll ask once more:

What do you see?

A hilltop view,

An endless expanse for you to roam.