The White Mountain
Off in the distance
After miles of empty land
And desolation
A tall White Mountain lies
Its peak hidden above the clouds
Majestic and intimidating
Yet so fragile
For only a couple drops of snow
Caused an avalanche
Snow tumbled down tearing everything in its path
No tree nor creature was spared
From a distance
It seemed as if the White Mountain shed a tear
Creating only a ripple in its sheer surface
Yet the White Mountain stood tall
From a distance its beauty was endearing
Its surface was flawless and bright
But under the snow it was buried
Cracks formed with each snow
From a distance
I longed to draw near
But I stood there
In fear of being buried too