the mountains are calling

Beneath a sea of blue

Honing the crashing clouds

you wait.

A monstrous presence, intimidating

yet reflecting strength and pride.

I want to run towards you

and feel safe in your arms

but my mind begs to differ.

I have to stand tall

like another mountain

competing in strength and pride

never moving.

One can stand tall, but not forever.

Aeons after, echelons pass

and we crumble to dust,

Both you and I.

You could've called out to

me, or I you

But we never did.

Crumbled to dust, like all humans

now and before.