Where I Am Supposed To Be

All the way up here,

I asked this question,

To myself and to the universe,

What am I doing here?

Why am I here?

And how did I even get here?

Because I didn't know anything,

About the existence of this place.

But it did; of me,

And that's why I am here,

For a reason,

Probably too simple and complicated,

To comprehend,

By this little mind of ours,

Which is often lost in thoughts recurring.

So, I surrender,

My everything to these mountains,

Who have invited me once again,

To believe in the magic of the bigger game plan,

And in the fact that,

I am exactly where I am supposed to be,

Somewhere between the mountains.