The mountain stands in silence still,
Its peak a whisper in the sky,
Yet in the lake below it lies—
A mirror held without a will.
When I look into your eyes at night,
My truth is calm, no need to prove,
No stormy past, no mask to move—
Just quiet love, and honest light.
We are not shadows on the shore,
Nor echoes lost in water’s sheen,
We’re rooted deep, and we have seen
That peace is truth, and nothing more.
Let me be still and clearly show
The love I live, the self I know.
© Susie Stiles-Wolf