A dream of mountains

Let’s dream of mountains,

With peaks reaching for the sky.

Spreading arms open,

Across the valleys so deep.

The sunlight peeping through,

The small twigs and trees.

Cold and calm, breeze brushing of,

The past which was haunting you.

Standing at the cliff,

With valley of death lying a step beneath,

And the sky of hope over your head.

You hear what you scream of,

Pain or excitement.

Seek peace and you shall find it,

In those stones and streams.

Seek life and you shall find,

How to be alive.


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