The Flag On The Mountain

THE FLAG ON THE MOUNTAIN

Rise o’ rise

Get up and run

The flag on the mountain

Is waiting for you

The sun is shining ,

The birds are chirping ,

The saint’s prophecy echoing aloud

You have to run,

You have to climb ,

The flag on the mountain

Is waving about

“The distance from the mountain

doesn’t matter at all”-

listen o’ listen , the flag’s inspiring call

The thorns on the way

The hot sand in may

But you need not give up

No matter the mountain how far away

The thorns and the sand

Justifying the flag’s glory

Your journey , your ascent ,just another story

The height of the mountain

The rugged terrain

Just to inflict a bit of pain

The flag’s sanctity is much higher

Standing dry in the rain

Climbing the mountain

And reaching the flag

Burns you within

And lets off the slag

The head bows in humility

so heavenly and pure

all the pain and pride

have got their cure

The ambition within is still alive

With a serenity of peace by its side

Now, many more flags to come

in the big journey,

each one a feather in your cap

‘ The Flag On The Mountain’-with all its highness

More than just a landmark on the map.