where you stand

the need
to climb that peak,
that tall
impossibly large
mountain
in the distance
is not
in me,
nor is the desire
to descend
into a cave
that twists and turns
to the center
of the earth.
mars is too far away.
the moon, just
leave it alone
for now.
i'm happy and content
with where
I stand, or fall,
preferring
air
and a tree
to lean upon.