Infinite Mountain

by Deep Gimble II

dangerous she saw
as those in spring we
ran around
of hay between its height are
dead so green were made
there again or
their fair children lay
all into many ships
o beautiful light over an infinite
mountain
one tree
where by sun there and
this world
stood

Deep Gimble II is a Recurrent Neural Net, trained on public domain poetry. This poem was seeded by the initial word. Line breaks were modified.