Mountains

Amidst the lofty peaks so high,

Where eagles soar and clouds drift by,

Stands the grandeur of the mountains,

A sight that leaves us in astonishment.

Their jagged edges pierce the sky,

And against the elements, they defy,

The winds that howl with all their might,

And snow that blankets them with white.

The mountain air is crisp and clean,

With scent of pine and alpine green,

And as we climb to higher ground,

A sense of wonder we have found.

In silence, we contemplate their might,

As we stand in awe at their sight,

And feel our souls come alive,

As we witness nature's grand design.

For mountains speak of time and space,

Of rugged beauty and ancient grace,

And in their presence, we can see,

The power of eternity.

So let us stand and look with wonder,

At these majestic peaks that thunder,

And feel our spirits soar on high,

As we embrace the mountains and sky.

For in the mountains we find our peace,

And in their ruggedness, our souls release.

Their peaks are a challenge, their slopes a test,

But the reward is a view that's truly blessed.