Gazing at mountains
I can’t help but wonder…
Are they of heaven's artist
Or just nature’s blunder?
They rupture earth
While piercing sky.
As breezes whistle
Through their peaks
I can hear them sigh.
These gentle monsters
No doubt are designed
To engender peace
And magnificence
For all mankind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
from them we learn the gift of stillness! great poem!