Mountains

Oh mountains of the air

far above the trees and hills

can you hear the songs of winds

with its voice the air fills

you move across the seas

of blue or black or red

and you fill my thoughts completely

when i rest my weary head

float now and stay strong 

with the snow that covers you

may it stay as white and soft 

as the clouds that block your view

great castles up above

through the great blue

fly like birds to some place unknown 

so i may follow you

Author's Note

again from my journal i found, i must say its just a start judging by the amount of scribbles and crossing out in my journal and memory this took me a while to write