The mountain looking down
As he see a tall tree
The wing blows in its leaves
So easily the animals
takes its shadow, so effortlessly
The mountain curves
shake in a yearn
For a calm existance as the tree
Down the valley
But the mountain cant plant roots
And its grotesque shape is visible
"Oh how big and strong you are, mountain" a traveler said
"I dont want to be" the mountain replied "sometimes, i want to be a tree" he said
But the wise traveler leaned on
The mountise side, like a friend
As he looked up "some are meant to be under a calming shaodw" he said.
"But others, are meant for the top"
"And without you, mountain, they will never know what heights they can reach".
All cause of you, mountain.
