The right people

Keep them close and let the rest go quiet, right ones.
Find the right people, the ones whose eyes light up.
Move slow if you have to; slow still gets you up.
And when you reach the peak, don't stop, don't sit,
Don't rest.
Every mountain that you climb is just the bottom of the nest.
I stopped racing people who were never running slower.
I let my own pace be enough for me, steady.
Fast can break you before you're halfway there.
Careful: one peak down and another's already waiting.
Find the right people, the ones whose eyes light up.