A bout when standing in the balcony and watching(???) the mountains seemingly gulped by the clouds …
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Not ONE mountain is in sight,
Dense clouds have besieged them all,
Winds batter them with full might,
And over them the heavy rains fall …
YET those Mountains stand there,
Like warriors full of Pride & Glory,
The Green Cover over their bodies bare,
Telling me a good old story
The World will beat you at it’s will,
You may flourish or you may perish,
But never be afraid of the kill,
Each battle you must cherish
Alone who can stand and fight,
In all seasons from lush to dry,
And hold the shaking grounds tight
Greatness waits for those who try
If you ever feel you can’t do it,
And from your Path you sway,
Idle and Meek just don’t sit,
But come walking My Way …
Life is about being kinetic 