The Mountain

The mountain strides down from the hills on high,
Long his reach, It’s limits the sky
Cupped hands offer succor of ambrosia to the masses,
The beat of the drum erupts where ere he passes

Sing song, a challenge to the grand Champion, He climbs ever higher with every beat of the island drum. Keep Striding.

Giant among giants his steps are long,
His vision wide, his heart is strong.
This man, this mountain, indomitable and vast
This man, this breaker of all molds cast.

Step mountain step where the hills are cast, bring unity to the people and the people to unity at last. Keep Striding.

Onward, onward, seldom slowed,
Bubbling up from beneath and ready to explode
Deceptively calm he never steps back,
Giving em a kick like Jenny and Jack

Move onward, March... The man, the mountain. Motion meted out in momentous magnificence. Step lively and don’t stop at the mark halfway. Keep Striding.

Across Islands and continents wide he strides, new growth springing up in his wake.
Rumbling where his step is lain as once more it leaves the earth to quake.
All hold their breath till he arrives to the promise of his quest,
In the hills this wise giant makes momentous rest,

Keep going keep marching keep moving keep on keeping on, oh monumental mountain keep on marching keep on moving. Keep Striding.

The work is never done, the path worn only with the care of man.
Where Victory brings Victory, the results of the mountains roaming stand
Across the reaches of motion, monumental, momentous and free.
The Mountains Motions have ALWAYS Been Key!

We ain’t never done, family one, we ain’t never stopping even when stilled, we all we move as one... Set in motion from the inspiration of this Mountain Man.

ONWARD MARCH TO VICTORY!