Description
The mountain dreams, a face of stone,
Eyes closed in eternal repose,
Cracks in the ancient visage
Tell stories of forgotten time.
From the earth, spires rise
Like fingers reaching for the sky,
A cathedral of nature and spirit,
Where silent prayers float on the wind.
Embers dance on the rocky surface,
Whispers of a fiery heart within,
Lighting the path of pilgrims
Who seek solace in the shadows.
Nature's artistry in decay,
A testament to enduring grace,
In this realm where stone meets sky,
The mountain dreams, a world reborn.