Trees sway in breeze in mountains
But mountains does not dance to stance
The emotions within it holds tight
For eon to keep its life bright.
With mist in air it takes care
And with clouds its happiness it shares
Waking with sun in morn
After resting with moon till dawn.
Its dreams shining like stars at night
In morn tries to see the light
Like rainbow after rain
The genuine colors you could ever seen.
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