Mt Fuji Mountain Bride

You Exude Reverence and Silence In your wedding gown you adorn the sky Crisp and white, lacy along your edges, Wowing the masses year after year, As you wait for your groom. Something borrowed, something blue, something old, Blue snow, borrowing your page from your own book. As you are unique, and people never tire of your freshness. Old wise ones point you out, marveling at your patience You exude reverence and silence, adorning the landscape, Your bridal gown perpetually fresh and clean, virginal. Cherry Blossom trees, although beautiful, Dare not whisper of your magnificent loveliness. Ancient spirits have placed you here to wow Generations upon generations of appreciative souls. Needing no flowers or veil, you dwarf them with your mystical, magical magnificent presence. Faeries and angels knew what they were about When they placed you here, bridging the gap between earth and sky, spreading awe and faith into the valley of people who revere and adore you. Mt. Fuji, home.