Mountain of Faith

Far off bathed in hazy blue light, Reaching and hugging clouds real tight. A soft and peaceful landscape scene How romantic it all would seem. Sunlight casting patches on your back, The eye follows a meandering track. Snowy dust glitter down one side, As cloud shadows drift and glide. But when I draw so very near I see the rock face, repelling sheer. Jagged teeth grinning down Ridges form an angry frown. Avalanche path an ugly scar A drunken path from afar. Fluffy clouds now roiling black The deafening sound of lightnings crack. Trees bow, groan and creak. Golden grasses, now very bleak. I feel the anguish sear my heart. Natures forces tear dreams apart. The wind howling for evermore Be careful what you pray for. As the mountain and I become as one, I despairingly cry:"Thy will be done"!