Whispering Mountains

Ever listen to the small things that, in reality, are so big?

So silent.
Like when the pine trees sway,
Hear from a distance
The shifting of the waves.

The bottom of the hills
Make no sound whatsoever-
Though they seem dead,
They'll live on forever.

But hear a whisper in the mountains
Above the crystal snow,
Climb up and put your ears to use
Listen to the sun glow.

Eliminate all boundaries.
Make way for new sunrises.
This world won't have to be so dark
'Cause somewhere stars will guide us.

Find a way to hear
The whispers below the sky,
Or the right moment
Can just pass you by.