The Mountain

 It's windy up here

It's cold, some would say unforgiving 

Harsh and distant

But they don't know 

what she's been living

She's a home to many

A shelter away from this world

A place to go when they need freeing 

She's been crushed by forces 

But she just gets taller

Higher than the world can reach

The winds they blow, the rivers they flow

Carving though her 

People they come

Tread upon her and plunder.

Yet she provides for them In abdundance

Stand strong as a mountain they say 

Undeterred, unchanging 

But so much has changed

So much has changed

And there's no undoing.

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  1. Love your work… please continue me love… let it all flow

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