Oh’ hear the mountains echo
within the looming sky.
As I hear words of whisper;
“From dust to dawn
I hereby declare my soul free to the eye.”
A Walk, to draw one’s path,
while I wander I seek to beautify.
A wonder hidden in one raindrop
flows through my heart as I fly.
To have a journey,
as I follow,
I shall not forget my battles cry.
Hear the mountains echo
with the worlds grace
hidden in the voice of mother’s lullaby.