Secrets(a poem) by me

The wind whispers secrets to the mountains,

Whipping through the valleys and the fountains,

It dances with the trees, in perfect tune,

With every gust, it seems to swoon.

The mountains rise, majestic and proud,

With rocky peaks that touch the clouds,

Unmoved by the wind, yet always in sync,

A perfect balance, nature's epic.

The wind whispers, "Climb, reach for the sky,

With every gust, let your spirit fly."

The mountains whisper, "Stay strong and true,

With every step, your journey renew."

Together, the wind and the mountains form,

A bond that withstands the passing of time,

With each gust and each rock, they intertwine,

In a dance that lasts forever, sublime.

So let the wind carry you, high and free,

And let the mountains hold you, steadfast and strong,

Together, you'll conquer the winds and storms,

And dance forever, in an endless song.