The mountain's call

the mountains call
with the gentle breeze
the plains,
with it charm and ease

steps up
through slippery rock
or soft walk
on flatten grass

to see the sun's smile
from the peak,
or hear the rain shower
on the plain

only one way I must go,
I choose the steepy slope
I'm bound the upward way
I choose to climb
I choose the mountain's call.