The mountains, their jagged peaks
shrouded in mist, loom high above
the checkerboard of emerald meadows
and forests like slumbering beasts.

Far below, people climb the rocky
backs of these colossal titans,
small and insignificant as insects
in this boundless world of nature.

The sun’s rays cut down, slicing
the crisp crystal air,
illuminating the great hulk
of the grey giants,
the kings of their realm.