Hidden in plain sight

I have been here
For a long while
I'm nearly as old
As these hills themselves
I have seen these hills transform
From young mountains
To a lush green expanse
Though I exist in plain sight
I am virtually invisible
People only notice me
When I cross the invisible boundary
That they have set for me
They tread upon me,
Over and over again
Until their well-tread paths
Carve out a clearing
Amidst my surface
Weary travellers rarely pause
To admire me
As I roll over the hills and valleys
Stretching as far as their eyes can see
They lavish their attention instead
On the misty white clouds
Floating over me
Marveling at their beauty
Oblivious to the smirks
That the mighty clouds throw my way
I bind the soil and save the hills
Yet, here I am
Downtrodden, unappreciated, and neglected,
Seemingly invisible until it's time,
To prune me off.

Dear readers, do you have any idea who the ‘I’ in this poem is? Do let me know. ๐Ÿ˜‰

This poem was written in response toย Sue Vincentโ€™s Thursday photo prompt โ€“ the #writephoto prompt.ย The challenge is to use the given photo prompt as an inspiration to create a post on your own blogโ€ฆ poetry, prose, humourโ€ฆ light or dark, whatever you choose, as long as it is fairly family-friendly. Thank you, Sue for hosting this challenge. Click on the link to know more about this challenge and to read the entries by my fellow bloggers.

Image courtesy: Sue Vincent

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