Mountains will not move

by Mark Lee   Dec 11, 2006


This perilous tug of war must cease
My hands are burnt and weary
From grasping a rope
That must be relinquished

I have tried to supersede
An immovable mountain
My back has begun to ache

This realization is eminent
No longer can I attempt to change
Truly what is out of range

Molded into a wax
Initiated from personal fears
Which you will not leave

I extended my deepest aspirations out to you
Upon a fine silver platter
Only to receive an empty plate

Your eyes are shut
To an obscure mind
Unable to contain a troubled soul

In a brief moment
I witnessed the door ajar
As did you
Abruptly it slammed shut

So much time elapsed
Too many volatile efforts
Nonetheless I do not accept defeat
Instead an invaluable lesson is earned
I will not redeem another
Only myself for the better

Now,
A butterfly is born
As a breath of fresh air soars within
Charred hands will now start to heal
As the pain starts to peel
The mountain won't move
So leave it there
Remember you are the most important individual
By realizing what can be changed

Their feet are stuck in the cement
While mine stand at the start of a journey
I can see the dark clouds have been lifted
And a flower begins to bloom

You can't change someone else
Only yourself

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