I called upon the mountain
“Tell me your strength.”
The mountain said, “I am as strong as the valley’s and the caverns that lie beneath.”
I asked “how do you sit so boldly against the sky? Adorning yourself with glacial jewels and crowning mist?”
“How can I be anything else?” The mountain replied
“My name is Majestic, tell me what is yours?”
I do not know, I thought to myself,
I wondered now,
why?
Little Wren 