Back of the mountains

Lies the lovely spirit, a new world, a new horizon, new people.

I wish to see that day when I am seeing nations after nations.

A mountain rising, a beautiful tower, what else can I wish for.

Port to port, seashore to seashore, my heart desires to travel them all.

At the back of the mountains lost things are found.

I wonder if it’s true, that we’re just living in one places, where spaces doesn’t really exist.

At the back of those mountains makes my world a parallel universe.

I may not see it, but I can feel it. Somewhere I existed, in the world that I cannot see.

A clone of me, probably a new me, at the back of the mountain, my lost self was found.

This is a big world, if you think this is the end. There’s more beyond what you cannot see.

A beautiful me, facing in front of me, someone I fail to see.

But now it’s dancing with me, there’s no other way but to see her happy.

In this new world, I am a reflection of you. At the back of the mountains is where I must be.

My heart belongs to those who will recognize me. At the back of the mountains, a one big ocean, full of little islands.

Shore after shore, rest house after rest house. There lived a lot of people. At the back of the mountains is where people lives.

I am just right here, I am not leaving. I am neither lost, you just need to change direction.

At the back of the mountains is where we live. I’ll see you here someday when you are ready.

Published by RMI

Hi! I'm Roselyn! I have a story to tell.. Lessons to share.. Love to express.. Hate to love.. Me to show you.. 😁

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