Hush Of Mountains

The sky is high

Where the mountains lie.

Glorious and magnanimous

The destiny of adventurers.

Beauty of the royal snow

Now melting the living glow.

The steps are slow

And nowhere to go!

The stern bite of frost,

Still a lot to cost.

The time turned mere,

And the squall dares.

Numbness in layers

Is blocking the airs;

Fighting and clinching

Death is tickling.