High mountains

To those who are lucky to stand at the Top. Where granite cliffs meet the wind's sharp drop. Underneath the violet sky so white. A world eternal and cold lies beneath your stride. High mountains call me, Urging me near. To lands I've never set foot, Unknown and unclear. Where avalanches crash, Telling their fate. And winds howl, whispering of dreams that Await. There, the rumble of landslide breaks the peace. The summit sings of the past in endless release. Each step is a challenge, Tough and slow. In the heart of the mountains, Don't be weak, don't let go. High mountains call me, Urging me near. To lands I've never set foot, unknown and unclear. Where avalanches crash, Telling their fate. And winds howl, whispering of dreams that Await. Why go down where The air is thick? Where my soul longs again to take flight, To be quick. To that place where silence holds the night. Where every peak will preserve my spirit's light. High mountains call me, Urging me near. To lands I've never set foot, unknown and unclear. Where avalanches crash, Telling their fate. And winds howl, whispering of dreams That await.