It’s just a road
Through a place
Where the clouds
Dominate
The landscape
Through a place
Where the clouds
Dominate
The landscape
Sometimes
That
Is all
I need
Sometimes
That
Is all
I need
The leaves turn colours
Unimaginable
Lighting mountainsides on fire
I will be remembered
Not for the appearance I present
But for the shadow I cast
And many more
Will come and go
In the lifetime
Left to me
Yet over time,
This brush and paint
Create a land
Of uncommon beauty
Like a gnarled old man
The elder of the land
With a mighty presence
Sometimes, even we small creatures
We engineers and builders
With concrete and steel
Overcome mighty nature