In the heart where silence speaks,
Whispers of the majestic peaks,
Stand tall through time and storm,
A sanctuary, a timeless form.
Their ancient tales in rock and stone,
Stories of lives long flown,
Echoes in the winds that sweep,
Secrets that the mountains keep.
Cloaked in mists and morning dew,
Every sunrise brings a view,
Of nature’s grandeur, wild and free,
A testament to eternity.
Beneath their shadows, dreams arise,
Touching the earth, kissing the skies,
Mountains, steadfast and sublime,
Guardians of the sands of time.