The peak stands tall its form etched by time

Its silence louder than a poets rhyme

Ancient pines whisper of days long past

A lone cranes cry pierces the silence vast

Streams carve songs through the mountains base

Eras slip by but the stone keeps its grace

Every fallen leaf bears partings weight

Yet the mountain remains defying fate

Climbing higher the stars draw near

Their silent glimmers whisper Persevere

The peaks solitude holds a profound truth

Its echoes resound with undying youth

Stand upon its crest let your spirit soar

Feel its stillness a timeless rapport

The mountain teaches though it speaks no sound

In its steadfast quiet wisdom is found