Speak the Mountain

for dear Banu

There is a mountain
There is a river
There is a lake

Hold the weeping child to heart
Hold the thirsty and the wounded to heart
Hold the dead and the fearful also to heart
Hold the rubble home and the broken bones

We speak the mountain
We speak the blood river
We speak the grief lake

Marching peace
Marching heart
Marching out

There is a mountain
There is a river
There is a lake

Paula Green