I said I’d move mountains.

But that was easier said than done.
What do you do with the rubble?
And keep in mind you have to carry it all away,
Every pebble and every boulder.
Do you know how much mountains weigh?
Enough that the earth shakes when they fall.

I said I’d move mountains.

The stubborn rock has deep roots,
And these ranges have treacherous passes,
Haunted by ghosts and stories and memories.
They have sun-shy caverns where monsters lurk.
They touch heaven
And hide doorways to hell.

I said I’d move mountains.

And I’ve been trying.
Day by day. Stone by stone. It’s exhausting.
And now I’ve hiked every nook and every cranny,
And I want to give up and wait
For time to crumble this titan
So that I don’t have to.

But I said I’d move mountains.

Not climb them, not tunnel through them, not go around them,
Not look at the skyline and pretend they’re not there.
I did not promise to plant a flag.
I did not say I would die on their peaks.
I did not forget my oath.
I will not cheapen my word.

I said I’d move mountains. And that is exactly what I am going to do.