We go honor the mountain,
whisper to her our secrets.
She welcomes our words
and plants them in the soil.
Now they must grow into action,
spreading roots down…
down to souls nutrients.
Here we are bound to
this path for all time.
If you’re looking for change, go to the land. Make offerings and tell her your purest intentions. She won’t let you turn back now. Now you have the weight of the mountain pushing you forward. Trust. Act. Remember.
Prizmajik 