How high do you reach O’ mountains of the Earth? Stretching upwards toward the sky revealing your craggy chasms to all who would pass by . . .
Mt. Sinai, Mt. Kilamanjaro, Mt. Everest, yes, the Himalayas, the Swiss Alps, the Rocky Mountains, Carpathians, and more span the vast horizons, sweep the spacious terrain how immense and wonderful thou art . . .
If only I could climb you to see your lovely vistas and along the way, breathe in your sighs and echoes, your streams and rivers, creatures and forest floors, I’ll view your towering trees and kiss your summits once I have arrived . . .
O’ mountains you are full of majesty mighty and stalwart, steadfast and blue rugged and indomitable, yet you are subject to tectonic plates shifting . . .
Drifting ... you into oblivion if they wish, so we should cherish you all the more whilst thou art still with us.
