Mountains, My Majesty

I tread along a narrow path
Like on the edge of a sword
I tread along  a narrow path
With my spirits I endure the Mountain's wrath
Steep are the valleys never meant for the bored
Mighty rocks and whispering waterfalls I scored
I tread along a narrow path

I tread along a green path
Under the warm glowing sun
I tread along a green path
Where I don't mind skipping my bath
For now we are the children of the Mountain
We thus gain great knowledge from the wise one
I tread along a green path.

Pictures: Courtesy, Dr. Ajay Pradhan.