Inevitably, there will be mountains

Majestic, mysterious, immovable things

With so many lessons

With them, they’ll bring

Valleys and peaks

Highs and lows

To a myriad of places

On those mountains, we’ll go

Up to the peak

On top of it all

But the air is thin

And it’s a long way to fall

Down in the valley

Where shadows stalk

Downtrodden souls

Without the strength to walk

Up to the middle

A peaceful mountainside

The atmosphere clear

The meadow green

The sun warm

The stream clean

Where the worry of

Peaks and valleys

Are nothing more than bad dreams

We have long since awakened from