Tall and majestic they stand; guarding their precious secret they hold with in.
Intimidating and sometimes forbidding they stand longer than civilization itself.
Only Father Time and Mother Nature will see their fall.
In their mists I feel peace and security. They are an oasis of beauty and wonder, truly a majestic creation. Sacred guards of sweet innocence they will be. Furtile valleys they surround filled with new life and hope, hidden from the outside a secret they will keep.
