The Silent Mountain
A sentinel carved from ancient stone.
By Gideon KiprutoPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
Photo by Alex Gruber on Unsplash
High above where eagles soar,
The mountain stands forevermore.
Its peaks touch clouds, its roots the earth,
A place of timeless, endless worth.
The wind howls loud, yet all is still,
A silence deep, a peaceful thrill.
The rocks have watched a thousand years,
Through sunlit days and stormy tears.
No words are spoken, yet all is heard,
In nature’s quiet, silent word.
The mountain stands, unmoved, alone,
A sentinel carved from ancient stone.
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The Himalayas silent but dangerous
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I can see the brave stalwart mountain showing its power and its protection.