Treasures in the Mountain

















The sky like candy, the tree's so green.
The ground like snow, the wind so smooth.
Our feet like music, our voices so still.

The birds, like Her messengers.
The sun, like Her never-ending love.
The river, like Her flowing tears.

The further our steps continue,
the beauty never fades.
Joy, until the first thorn sticks us,
Joy, until the first cold of night.

Day comes, sun comes.
Our journey begins again.
Walking past the river's that once dwelled yesterday
Admiring today, never on the past.

Her birds still lingering,
Her sun still high,
Our boundless love, our amazing journey
Continue through to the very end.

The road, our future.
The mountains, our treasure.


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