the seeking

Ah, but I am that mountain  
you did seek.  
in your search,
you wished upon me
and did I hear your call-
for some years now- it has been your all n all.
i am but a mountain
standing white in snow
and when in summer green is my show
you called and sooner did I appear-
yes, my dear,
now it is we
and time has delivered…
what is to be.