Father

He is the mountain. Steadfast, grounded, unwavering. His presence is one of gentle calmness. But do not be misguided for under that gentleness is a Father Force. He provides and protects. He is watchful, ready to spring forth. He resonates strength. His love is boundless,⁣ interlaced in his bloodline,⁣ washing over his family⁣ like a wave of protection. He is a balm for my heart,⁣ a cloak of peace for my mind,⁣ knowing that this is the man⁣ the mountain the father⁣ who stands beside my sister. He is their mountain. He is their shelter. Forever he will stand guard. He is their love. He is Home.