To the tall mountain I ask
Tell me how you stay unperturbed
Are you weary or tired
Or do you still rise upward
To the blue sky I ask
Tell me how you remain proud
Are there days you want to fall
Or do you still love the cloud
To the rushing river I ask
Tell me if you are tired of motion
Or do you still wake up each day
Longing to meet the ocean
To the old tree I ask
Tell me how you stand tall
Through the snow and the storms
Bear with grace and not fall
To the silent stone I ask
Tell me how do you feel
When you paved way for armies
And now to you they kneel
To myself I ask
Can silence be heard
What if I’m just meant to whirl
And the rest is just words
