The Amazing Mountain World

The amazing mountain world, with mystical might,
Captures the human soul in its radiant light;
Mountains rise not as mere geography's frame,
But vast canvases that reflect life's flame.
Their lofty peaks, in elegant stance, stand tall,
Through centuries, they bring enchantment for the minds,
Whispering secrets to the winds that flow,
Their ancient beauty in the valleys aglow.
When morning breaks in tranquil, soft embrace,
The mist ascends the ridges, a gentle lace,
Like nature's breath, a vision pure and bright,
While birdsong echoes in the fading night.
The rocks and trees, with moss on cliffs so steep,
Feel time's flowing rhythm in every season's sweep;
Each stone a witness to the ages gone,
A special word in the novel of time drawn.
Through spring's green buds and summer's lush dress,
To autumn's gold and winter's soft caress,
The mountain transforms with each season's turn,
Life's endless cycle is what we discern.
Where earth and heaven meet in vast expanse,
We glimpse both time and timelessness, perchance;
The humble heart finds strength in awe profound,
While boundless thoughts in harmony abound.
The clouds embrace their peaks with tender care,
Or silhouette them in the evening air.