Where the Wind Meets the Mountain

Where the wind meets the mountain
Snow falls light,
Dew drops turn to frost.
There at the peak the moon takes its seat
Somehow both bright and dark.

The sea at its base reflects the face
Of the moon's ethereal glow.
Calmly repeating yet not understanding
Secrets the wind only knows.

The sky and the sea stretch on past the mountain
Chasing the sun's fleeting rays.
The moon follows them and as it grows dim
The mountain begins a new day.

Where the wind meets the mountain
Frost melts to dew,
Snowfall turns to rain.
The sun in the sky smiles as it climbs
And the sea and the sky play their game.