MOUNTAIN DREAMS


The mountains stand watching

Not interacting with life around them

Man’s follies play like a game

Leaving scars behind


In stillness the mountains remain majestic

Unwilling to participate blood shed

Or the smiles of children while dancing

Obvious to tender footsteps


Not listening to the trumpets of wars

Time continues through ages

They ignore the passing of generations

Death and birth are meaningless


The moon rises and sets

Light transitioning through the night

Shadows passing from tree to tree

Up the mountain high above


Man’s dreams and nightmares

Fading into darkness with each sunrise

Rain turning to rivers of life

As the mountain allows the flow upon its land


Lightning striking peaks of wonder

In the stillness without love or desire

Reaching towards the heavens

The mountains taking the seasons throughout time


Michael V Hechtman Copyright 2000