Mountain clouds

Sometimes we have only a narrow view of life. We cannot see even one minute into the future. But it is important that we do not allow ourselves to become narrow-minded simply because we are afraid of that future. We need to always be aware that there is more to life than meets the eye immediately.
Here is a poem about distant mountains.

Upon the Mountain’s Distant Head
William Cullen Bryant, 1794 - 1878

 Upon the mountain’s distant head,
   With trackless snows for ever white,
Where all is still, and cold, and dead,
   Late shines the day’s departing light.

But far below those icy rocks,
   The vales, in summer bloom arrayed,
Woods full of birds, and fields of flocks,
   Are dim with mist and dark with shade.

’Tis thus, from warm and kindly hearts,
   And eyes where generous meanings burn,
Earliest the light of life departs,
   But lingers with the cold and stern.