Mountain’s Child


Hear from the mountain sprouts

the luring vibration of shouts

hear the cry of the sudden split

of a man losing his wit

Knowing did ever know

about letting the past go

he was trying to lose it all

from the beginning we did crawl

Demanding to gain life

to as new to revive

stumbling down mountain’s path

wondering of what he never had

Crossing his mind’s borders

hearing his faint will’s orders

after countless trees marked

a new and old life he embarked

He planted a last seed

For a new growing tree

For a last good deed

The sun did never see

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