Jonji and the Mountain

Chipping at the slate heart carving colors pure Underneath your hard despair one thing is for sure You are built on mountains You are set in streams You possess the grandeur of a million triumph dreams Snapping back your heart strings cold and frozen stiff Underneath your marble polish you still glow within this gift You are precious to me You are whole and sound You denote the pinacle of breaking solid ground Wincing at the truth dance carved and chipped so pure I find you climbing up from pain a mountain you've endured.