It lives inside, not out.
I am the mountain beside you, above you, behind you, ahead of you.
I have heard your footsteps and watched you float.
I can tell you that this is the correct way, you’ve made it to my force, now let me carry you.

It lives inside, not out.
The outside is a shell to protect and house the soul, nothing more but cells, skin, bone, follicle.
Deep, deep inside is the song I hear you sing, it penetrates even the tallest of my brothers and sisters.
You have always had a strong tune but this one now is cause for eruption, corruption, an intense bloom.

I love watching you dance and explore.
My favourite part of watching over the land is seeing and feeling your love for all the element.
I have been here for centuries, waited for you a long time.
Now here you are with your gifts and emotion and light so bright it softens all strife.

My wisdom has befallen you and your inhale absorbs the depth.
When you sit in this place and your mind wanders, I catch the thoughts as they jump and you grasp my response and release.
The wings between us, silent, moving, gliding, attaching our hearts, binding and holding.
Thank you for coming, I did not know you could, in your precious presence, gift a height as high as mine.

The sky between us, the water inside us, the stillness around us, the warmth we create.
The engines below us, the electrical above us, we are fluid in our pursuit for comfort and peace.
I tell you a story, as you listen then gracefully repeat, it is so familiar to me, you bring my branches stability.
My rolling hills, creaked valleys, distant rivers and icy caves, changed, because of you.

I’m watching you today so carefully, you took your time with reflection, I felt the dazzle of emotion and I heard your final sing.
Let yourself feel my thunder as I pour the green through your eyes.
You have won something beautiful and being here next to me has always been your reason.
The day is not over yet, the flowers dance, the water holds, the air is slow, you are the season.