With the snow up the knee
climing to the Peak
won't be able to reach
But in the try I'll be free
Is a liberation haven't felt
is like you and nature
in one united self
Each step is measure
Awakening each body cell
Is a great rapture
that symphonies can't play
but the awe is capture
Listening at ringing bells
Liberated from my tortures.
In the Mount Shasta wealth.