Today I'm going to the mountaintop
My breathing silent compared to the wind
I look out below and the whole world stops
I could stay right here until the world's end.
High above the eagles, watching them hunt.
When I'm in Nature's presence I lose air.
The sharp tongue of Nature's creatures are blunt,
Why can't I just live here? It's hardly fair!
Nature isn't always so beautiful.
Mother's disasters taking countless lives.
Ruining homes and awesome crops plentiful,
All the elements and spirit combine.
Mother's allowed me to advise caution:
Fear Nature's power or you'll get lost in.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem