Look off into the stoic mountains
the stubborn, biting and cold mountains

There they’ve stood for centuries unmoved
as if born already old mountains

Cutting through the landscape like trauma
the earth exposed by these bold mountains

history stretched past the horizon
tales of violence that molds mountains

that humbled all life to fire and ash.
Let the next species behold mountains

ours spent their lives trying to break them
but only aeons can fold mountains.