The Mountains Song
Poem #2 of 20
We stand tall,
We hear her call,
We dig our roots deep,
We never sleep,
We are the mountains,
The mountains of yore,
We've been in myths,
Legends and lore,
We sing we pray,
There will come a day,
When light keeps dark at bay,
Oh father sky hear our plea,
Let land be at peace with sea,
May the flames of war once again smolder
To ember, and may us remember,
Of the days of yore,
When the mountain song
Was sung before,