Inside trickles of time and distant pasts
I’ve walked this crooked path
Each long and gnarly trail
Unearth hidden truths within the shale

Oceans unleashing tyranny
Expose the mangled mind
Rushing rivers cleanse swiftly
Into the lake of clarity to transform me

Raindrops create the ripples
Distorting our perfect reflection
Shifting the eyes of perception
For the sake of Evolution

We seek to conquer the Mountain
Before we find the ground
Forgetting the richness within the soil
Is the foundation that makes her whole

As I am this crooked path
The trickles of time and recent past
I take flight as the wind is free
And softly whisper to me;

You are the crash within each wave
The ripple inside each drop of rain
You are each question within your doubting
And the richest soil within the mountain