Whispers of the Sacred Mountains Heart

Whispers of the sacred mountains' heart, Echoed by the forests restful sigh,
Ancient tales of strength impart, Underneath a twilight sky.
Silent winds through valleys sweep, Songs of warriors brave and true,
In the stillness shadows leap, Guardians of the past renew.

Moonlight glistens on the stream, Flowing with the rhythms old,
Every drop a timeless dream, Every whisper tales unfold.
Hear the eagles mighty cry, Gliding through the dawning light,
In his gaze the spirits fly, Carrying the souls delight.

Firelight dances in the night, Flickers of our ancestors pride,
They guide us through the darkened flight, Their wisdom as our eternal guide.
Mountain peaks kiss the sky, Symbols of our endless quest,
Above, where dreams ascend so high, We seek our spirits rest.

Beneath the stars the secrets lie, Marking trails of hope and lore,
With every sunrise, we defy, The echoes of what's come before.
In the heartbeat of the land, Lies the pulse of ancient grace,
Together, as we humbly stand, Inherit the love of this sacred place.

  ~Copyright Randy Salars

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