I Became Mountain

My mother always dreamt that one day I would become a mountain. She always dreamt of my magnanimous existence, My nobility in a world of warms and overgrown toadstools. My mother dreamt of my trials and tribulations. She saw my demise and my re-birth. My mother lay down and dreamt. She dreamt of me….. Like she always dose! I saw her dreaming and I understood her dream. She wove the strands of my existence together. She saw me a mountain And I became.