Mountains rising out the ground, Sparkling like crystal in the sunlight,
They Sparkle like forbidden jewels.
Forever they will stay unchanged as the ages pass. Under grey skies it does stand cold.
Mountains old and mountains new, slow they grow wet winds erode.
Living, giving, watching.
Creature of heaven, Shelter to all, survivor
Of the ancient time.
Mountains we conquer some are in our mind, we look the mountains awe.
The mountains will stand forever more

Written April 14th 2014