"mountise" poems
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.
Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 1:14 AM UTC