Elephantine Ascension

Beneath the weight of ages, the elephant stands, A mountain of grace, a fortress of calm. Its trunk, a river of wisdom, flows with purpose, Carrying the dreams of those who dare to climb. The multitude atop its back, a tapestry of souls, Each with their own story, their own burden. They rise, not by force, but by the strength of the beast, A living bridge between earth and the heavens. The elephant, a symbol of patience and power, Bears the weight of ambition and hope. Its eyes, ancient and wise, see beyond the horizon, Guiding the weary to a place of peace. In this ascent, we find our own journey reflected, A climb not of selfish gain, but of shared purpose. The elephant, a guardian of the soul, A reminder that strength is found in unity. So climb, if you must, but remember the beast, For in its shadow, we find our truest selves.