WHISPERS OF THE MOUNTAINS

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Whispers of the Mountains

Beneath the sky, so vast and blue,
The mountains stand, timeless and true.
Their peaks, they kiss the clouds above,
Guardians of silence, wrapped in love.

The rivers sing as they gently flow,
Through valleys deep where wildflowers grow.
The pines sway soft in the mountain breeze,
Whispering secrets to the ancient trees.

The sun rises, painting gold the heights,
Chasing away the cold of night.
Eagles soar in the endless dome,
Finding freedom in their mountain home.

At dusk, the stars begin to gleam,
Casting dreams in a moonlit stream.
The mountains rest, yet still they speak,
Of strength and peace, for all who seek.

Oh, mighty peaks, so grand and pure,
Your beauty is a timeless cure.
A sanctuary for heart and soul,
In your embrace, we are made whole.