THE MANTRA OF THE LONELY ROCK CLIMBER

I am the air

and the end of the wind somewhere

between sky and earth

I am the sun

and the way the waters run

in glorious mirth

it is hard to describe

such unmatched vibe

since only a few arrived here

the altar we have laid our fear

I am the rain

and the last bush born again

in this highest earth

I am night and day

and the golden light halfway

in glorious mirth

it is hard to describe

such unmatched vibe

since only a few arrived here

the altar we have laid our fear