The mountains we wish to climb
Overshadow the -shallow ponds, dead branches, rotten vines – engulfing them, even though they be more numerous than all mountains combined

the mountain air we wish to breathe
-High above the lowlands
Where tall trees cast shadows on every living thing that casts a shadow-
It Feels familiar as home as transient as the way life goes

the mountains remind us again
Of what we’re surrounded with
So it’s not a big deal whether or not you hear a tree fall