Upon the summit, where eagles soar,

A world of wonder, forevermore.

The air is crisp, the sky so clear,

Mountaintop beauty, oh so dear.

Below, the valleys, lush and green,

Like emeralds in a tranquil scene.

Streams meander, gentle and slow,

Through meadows where wildflowers grow.

Above, the sun, a radiant crown,

Casting light on landscapes, all around.

Clouds drift by, in soft embrace,

Painting pictures of celestial grace.

Here, time stands still, in silent prayer,

As nature's symphony fills the air.

Mountaintop, where dreams take flight,

In the realm of day and endless night.