Do you ever remember
When the mountains were once trees
Chopped down by the beasts
But not beasts as in horrid
No, one that is kind and providing
They are just large
The beasts would bring wood
To their families in the sea
And light fires green.
This fire could dance in the waves,
It liked to play games
Sometimes you could call out its name
To hear it sing to you.
The fish would gather round
To tell stories of when
They could walk on the ground.
Magic flowed through the land, air and sea,
Lived in all that was
And thought to be.
If you remember then you know
Of the wonderful time
When the mountains were trees.
I wish we could go back to it.
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