An Ode to the Mountains

Dear mountains:

To whom this concerns,

Your mighty excellence

Of rocks and ferns,

Stoic in nature

But divine in grace,

Your trails and tracks lead to infinite space;

And in this space I may find

A place in which I can confide

To you, dear mountains

Alas, you cannot speak

But I thank you for the solace I seek;

Through these words, and twisting rhymes

So I can be reminded of our times