Mountains rise like titans,
stoic guardians of time,
a testament to endurance,
a canvas of rugged beauty.
As clouds embrace their peaks,
a soft veil of mystery,
each summit whispers secrets,
a legacy carved in stone.
- Gino Bartali
Mountains rise like titans,
stoic guardians of time,
a testament to endurance,
a canvas of rugged beauty.
As clouds embrace their peaks,
a soft veil of mystery,
each summit whispers secrets,
a legacy carved in stone.