Go higher
Mountain, mountain, how can it be,
Your brow is brown with earth?
Rabbits and foxes are running like thoughts,
Playing in mindless mirth?
Go higher, go higher, go higher, go...
Mountain, mountain, how can it be,
Your brow is grey with rock?
With purple haze and with mosses green,
And the wind winding up the clock?
Go higher, go higher, go higher, go...
Mountain, mountain, how can it be,
Your brow is white with snow?
Beautiful ice reflecting the stars
And whispering, “Nothing I know”?
Go higher, go higher, go higher, go...
Mountain, mountain, how can it be,
Your brow is mere air?
Mountain dear, you stand big and clear,
And yet there is nothing there?..
Go higher, go higher,
go...