Mountains call us, majestic and grand,
Their peaks reaching high, as if to command.
Why do we feel drawn to climb their steep slopes?
To stand at the top, where the world seems to elope.
Is it the challenge, the thrill of the climb?
Or the desire to be above, to transcend time?
Do we seek to prove our strength and might,
To show the world our power and light?
Human ambition, a driving force,
Pushing us forward on our course.
But where do we draw the line,
In our quest for power divine?
Perhaps the true meaning lies not in height,
But in the journey, in the struggle and fight.
To conquer ourselves, to reach within,
To find the strength to rise and win.
So let us climb, not for glory or fame,
But to discover our true inner flame.
For in the end, it's not about being above,
But about finding peace, humility, and love.
Mountains call us
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