The Mountain

Come with me to the mountains let me show you something. Come with me to the mountains let me show you where I have been. I have walked the corridors of time searching for what is mine; I have lost myself in the woods walking between the trees looking for a remedy that is suitable for thee. I have spent my evenings by the streams meditating with the wild winds as I gazed upon the skies above me destiny confronts me. I see the ocean spread out in front of me and pregnant clouds rolling in the sky with vengeance in its eyes. The rain clouds bear its bosom in the sea searching for an answer that no one can answer but the fish know their doom so they swim in the early morning instead of noon. Come with me to the mountains let me show you how the devil bargin. Come with me to the mountains let me show you the fountain of sin. You see that landscape over there; they have a lot of things to share. They have stood the tests of time battling with the rain and the wind, sheltering the land from the heat and the cold and at night when it gets dark it becomes a covering for the old lark. Come with me to the mountains let me show you something. You see the land beyond the horizon, right in-between that patch? A set of people once live there and they have lost all that they have got. They used to roam the woods at night, cutting down trees, slaughtering the animals and throwing them along the path to scare away human predators. Such vicious actions upset the sky Gods and on the fifth of July, 1927 a ferocious wind swept through the woods and burn the entire village to the ground no one escaped the terrible heat and one was left to tell the tales. Sit with me on the hill, and let's go over the drill. Their army is three million strong and they have boots that can cover the entire land. They have been training for more than three decades to take back the universe for a price that cannot be bought. Look at the land around you and the vastness of the sea beneath you, time will have its share before the end of the year, a missile goes up and rockets explode on the ground. But nothing can destroy you. The earth is beyond you and the heavens glorify you. I would like to hear your story of how the mountains save you.