Mountain in Bieszczady

You are the mountain in the Bieszczady.
What kind of rocks are you made of?
forest, granite, flint?
It doesn't matter.

Boys from the resistance movement were hiding in your woods during the war.
Operation Wisła took place on your shoulders.
On you, Stachura wrote Scheherezade.
Many years after these events, kids from big cities are looking for hallucinogenic mushrooms in your woods.

Strong as a mountain, as powerful as a mountain.
Frosted winter afternoons.
Snow creates a soft cap.
September mornings full of dew.
You calmly accept the cobwebs of early summer.
You look good in grays.

Mohammed will come to you.
Even if the world collapses on people, you will not move for a centimeter.
It's nice to smell the summer and feel the tourists basking in your navel.
You are amused by paragliders rising from your slopes like colorful flies.

Will anyone get to know and count all the plants and creatures growing on you?
You like moments like this when the sunset is falling over you.

You open your eyes.
You are yourself again, and the sunset you saw before is a stool in the kitchen that your younger sister set on fire because she was bored.

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Thank you for reading this short story,
@papi.mati