Eras upon eras you have seen

Ice, snow, heat, rain, darkness

The inferno of the desert and the glacial waterflow

Sunbaked and moonshone

Nothing surprises you

If you had a language

What wisdom would you impart?

Your majestic stature

Ancient and mysterious

The color of kings

 More knowledge than gods

You cause the earth to rotate

Owner of gravity

The smell of sanctity

Flora and fauna respect

They never attempt to conquer.

Religion does not own you

War does not involve you

Evolution consults you

It asks your opinion.

You stand amongst a sea of your brothers

Yet you are their vertical conqueror.

You are peaceful

Demanding nothing

Winds whistle through you

To sing of your beauty

And you will remain still

Looking onward

What will come of us?

But you already know.