#dedicated!

At the base of the mountain, it’s a pastel green, Cool, and peaceful, as if I was in a field of mint, Relaxed. Everything peaceful and neat, organized. A few chips here and there, like stones in a meadow. Can’t be removed, just reorganized. Intertwined with the leaves like a braid.

Then at the top, No mint grow. At the top it’s black, A whole lot of nothing. Empty. Scattered stones everywhere. A mess at the top, disorganized.