On a Mountain Wreathed In Clouds

On a mountain wreathed in clouds
And in this mountain, in a cave
And in this cave,
Amid the shadows,
What we desire
Glows like a chest of jewels
in the clutches
of a dragon
Too big
Too fiery
Too frightening
To bear

When we fall along this mountain
Empty handed
When all we have is loss
When the mountain feels impenetrable
And the cave too dark to see
Mountains can be scaled
Caves, filled with light
Empty hands are also fists
And dragons can be beaten


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