In the hush of dawn’s first light, they stand,
Giants of earth, their whispers grand.
Cloaked in mist, their secrets they keep,
In valleys deep, where shadows creep.

The sun ascends, casting golden rays,
Awakening dreams in the mountain’s gaze.
Rivers carve their ancient tales,
Through rugged cliffs and emerald vales.

Stars emerge, a celestial guide,
As mountains watch, with timeless pride.
Echoes of the past, in winds that sing,
A symphony of nature, everlasting.

In their presence, we find our place,
A fleeting glimpse of nature’s grace.
For in the mountains, wild and free,
Lies the heart of eternity.