Life of a Mountain
I am a Mountain
being a mountain I can not do much
I like to dream
I can get up and wander
but all I can do is sit and ponder.
I like to watch.
I like to gaze
but sometimes when it's stormy
the lightning sets the trees ablaze
in a thousand years I might be gone
but you can still remember
all the birds and bees and trees
so just remember
I might be gone
but the rest of the forest
continues to breathe.