There I was at the peak again,
Or so I thought.
Until I stopped for a moment of Reflection
and slid in a downward spiral,
meeting my True image at every twist.

I grabbed at branches and leaves,
as I fell,
fighting gravity,
and Reflection,
afraid of what I might see.

Until, trusting Allah's will
I surrendered to the fall.
and began to float,
into the pool of my own Reflection,
realizing my own deception.

Only then was I was placed ever so gently,
in a thicket of tall grass,
at the base of a New Peak.