Unbeaten by weather
Unbattered by years
Centuries cast aside like plaything
Bearing witnesss to the trifles of wars and famine
Waiting in stillness absolute
The sage ageless
Imparting cheer to the morn
and solemn air to the eventide
Sleeping not a wink through the night
Meditating upon the tides of time
Waiting in stillness absolute
The sage ageless
Shaping the land and the curves of clime
A line of destiny criss-crossing the horizons
Beckoning the beings to the peaks of possibilities
Abode to the mad ones driven by seeking
Waiting in stillness absolute
The sage ageless
Wearing the clouds for the crown
Arms of green valleys spread out
The mountains of grace welcoming
The ageless sage awaits the humans
to realise the futility of movement
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