Sea, Mountain And I

I went to sea many times.. watched the waves, the virgin islands, I loved to walk on the sand, of the far-stretched beach.... I swam and bathed with wilderness, but, I couldn't love any sea. I see everyday, the mountain range, as if they stand in meditation, with Pines, Oaks, and Birches tufted with their loving hearts! The curtain of mists opens up, with the first appearance of, the mild ray of the Sun... The tops of the trees smile and greet the world and bow to the creator for all for them He has done. The dew-wrapped wet leaves, stuck to my moving toes... The winding paths invite me to go, to go... Down, down I see, the deep ditch, with sudden touch of day light, and darkness of the unknown mystery, tells me the horrible truth, death is nothing but a simple slip from known to very unknown. Still, I am in half love with life and death, so I fall in deep love with this. Mountain works in me like daily fever and doesn't let me go!