ONE HUNDRED
One hundred souls, one hundred goals
one moment all united.
Come crack of dawn, an avalanche
of light sweeps the divided.
Fate, friend and foe, from far we came
now closely watch the valley.
The dancing daybreak floods the plane
presents its blazing ballet.
Yosemite, much time has passed
and many passed your story.
More time will pass, we'll never stop
to rave about your glory.
