On the Mount

“Lines converge in a sacred ascent,
A gathering place where thoughts are sent.
Faces emerge from stone and sky,
Bound in whispers, the questions why.
On the mount, where silence speaks,
Eternity lingers, and wisdom peaks.”
“Lines converge, a sacred climb,
Stone and spirit, a tale of time.
Faces emerge, both old and new,
A mountain’s echo, timeless and true.
Silent witnesses to prayers profound,
On the mount, where peace is found.”