My Cross to Bear!

From my window
I see the silent mountain
Wearing its crown of white
Standing tall and very distant,
Unaffected by this insignificant me
Who is mesmerized by its towering presence.

My feelings don't matter to it
Whether I stay silent like I did for years
Or pour out my love
In an uncontrolled flood of words and tears,
In either case, I get nothing back
Except an echo of my own actions.

I can't touch you, so distant you are
Not with my hands, nor with my words
Not with my acts, nor with my thoughts
Not with my anger, nor with my love,
What a cross to bear for life
Focused on you despite your dignified indifference.