As eyes climb its heights, intake of breath
For beauty so majestic, is capable of death
From a distance to see, a cone shape climb
Up-close-over-whelming, to snow capped line.

Craggy and steep, every side uniquely clad
Rock-face-to-forestry, variations of plaid
Shadows of nature, raw passion can un-fold
Awe inspiring wonder, less gentle more bold.

Only the faint hearted, would turn and run
From sight of mountain peak, glistening sun
Life of variations, casting happy and sad
From morning until twilight, never be bad

In blazing sunlight, or a sparkling frost
Rambling cone of beauty, hope is never lost
Pointing to open sky, uplifting heavenly soar
Climbers or artists, can ask for no more.