It's cliche.
What's more to say with so few lines?
None of the lines embrace me, engage me, give me the visceral, let me experience; they're full of presupposed assumptions. The title itself is lacking anything to help a reader connect beyond seeing what one wants; l'art pour l'art without something I can find...depth in.
For what it's worth I approached this without any pre-disposition to anything, as I always do. Show me those mountains. Show the wrestles with angels. Show the hellish embraces; create experiences. Avoid short poetry for such heady writing; don't be afraid to take this to longer lengths.
