The Mountain Optical Illusion

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The mountain stands so tall and grand,
Its peak obscured by clouds at hand,
A wonder of the natural world,
A sight to see, a flag unfurled.
Its craggy face and rocky spires,
Are etched with time and ancient fires,
A fortress in the endless sky,
A place of legend, daring and high.
But as we gaze upon its form,
A strange illusion seems to swarm,
The mountain seems to twist and turn,
As if its shape begins to churn.
It warps and bends before our eyes,
A trick of light, a strange disguise,
And as we watch it shift and flow,
We cannot trust what we now know.
For in this world of shifting scenes,
The mountain's beauty still serene,
A testament to nature's power,
A sight that makes our spirits flower.