Phantom Mountain, lady of green
that avails herself
in the shimmering sun,
hides behind the enveloping fog
that comes to be in the night.
She of rocky peaks
and breathtaking greenery,
dressed in a modest negligee,
hides from the persistent talons
of the flying beasts,
the nighttime killers
that storm the hills
looking for fresh meat.
Although she is of ancient earth,
colossal, rugged, but yet womanly,
she is beautiful and grand,
but fearing and cautious
as she hides inside the fog
that rolls in through the night.
Phantom Mountain, lady of green,
goes about brandishing her shield,
the all encompassing fog.