Strength,
Not defined by power,
But the ability to stay unmoved
The size and heart of the mountain,
Only realized from the serenity of the surrounding forest
The scars of it’s many battles apparent,
But still brooding over us all the more wise
The withered face of the rock,
Chipped away by the sharp edge of time
Stands proud for all to see,
A true monument for all of mankind
The mountain has stood for a lifetimes,
An image of many myth and lore
But one day even the mountain will have to accept,
That there will be a time it will be no more
Strength, the ability to accept and let go,
Strength, the ability to stare into the unknown
Strength