Do I dare to dream; To aspire to those lofty
heights from which I could fatally plummet?
Ah, but the air is crisp and the sky is
blue upon that misty summit
And it calls to my desire to have the world
beneath my feet
But if I am again to dream I first must rest and sleep
James Jarrett
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mountaintop/
