O! Dear Mountain

O! Dear Mountain,

Why did you do this to me?

You taught me how to walk,

On Rocks and Lose soil,

Only to send me back to where,

There are no firm roots, no toil.

You taught me that every descent,

Is followed by an ascent,

Here, I come back,

Trying to advert dead end.

You taught me that every

Step is an achievement,

I come back to a place where even

Gallops come without fulfillment.

Now, here away from you,

My body aches for the sensation,

To hear each of my precious breath,

To kiss the sky, to offer you salutation.