The Mountain

I

See it

Standing

Tall and strong

High up in the sky

With its snow-capped peak

Covered lightly in a mysterious haze

The sun shines on it, making the enormous

Sheets of white ice gleam and sparkle in the light

Day by Day, the world around it changes and evolves

Minutes…hours…days pass, weeks…months…years pass

But, when I come back, I see the mountain still standing there

As majestic, as ancient, as foreboding and everlasting as always