The lady of Mountains

Once, a little girl, climbing a big hill

In her eyes, a light mill
Her Lips, great promises from April
In her trekking, a giant and wild will

On that little girl, impossible not coming closer
But so early I tried, my sking started to get frozen
It sounded like, after that point, I couldnt transpose
Lucky I am, that wasn't a lethal dose

Searching, the girl, for the last snowly Grail
To her bravery, there is absolutely no scale
To go far, obstacles for her, just an alternative rail
In her heart, a peace as huge as a whale

Teach the world, the woman said
In her way, making a dealicious bread
Start-up, draws, fresh fruits. nothing can stop her head
In her mind, neither God knows what comes in next


                                                   - Abudih Abudah