Foundation

where the sky doesn't paint a picture, where the sun's rays don't reach, yet it holds up, the strength of the entire structure

The foundation doesn't repeat its heat, its anguish neither the sun nor the rain, nor the blows of cold. But does the peak know the fundamental truth of its glory?

It knows only its heights, its achievements It remains the pivot point of vision, gradually becoming unaware of the depth of its own weight.

Whenever the earth shook, whenever the mountains trembled, winds shifted direction, and balance was shaken then the first blame fell on the foundation

Yet the foundation remained silent this was its duty, its vow of stability It knows, that only those connected to the earth must bear the entire burden of truth