As I travel

As I travel
Starting from all the way
Of the South
Inch by inch
I see 10 pretty pink roses
Delight
To the sight
As the river
Travels north
Toward the mountain
I see the ancient trees
Which don't have leaves or branches
But strong from its root
I follow the old pathway
Next to the river
Water so clean
So fresh
Like it came from the Holy Lands
The fishes happy
With their nutrients
That God provides
Soft breeze
I feel on my skin
As the river
Widens
I get closer
In the rear
You can see
Sheep gather
Without a master
In the near distance
I see one
Lilly pad
Smells so good
I walk past a hole
That blows warm spring water
Sometimes
I can't see the top
But I do know
The sun lights it up
As I get closer to the
Bottom of the mountain
I put on my
Exploring glasses
Put my gloves on
And start climbing
I'm not scared of the extreme height
But I'm not a daredevil
As I slowly reach the tip
The sky is clear
From any pollution
The tip is so soft but firm
To the touch
Not yet done with my travels
I must walk down
Without sliding
It's a steep decline
To the other side
Of the mountain
I reach the other side
And I see the Forrest
Not many have dared to enter
I enter
The tall trees have been their
For thousands of years
It's dark and cold
Can't see the other side
But I know one day I will make it
As I take every step
I can feel all the animals
Glaring at me
Wolves growling and howling at me
As I walk in their neighborhood
I'm just stranger
In their homeland
My feet get wetter and colder
As I walk in the swamp
Getting heavier with every step
No choice
To keep pushing
My body to the extreme
The average lifestyle
Is to plain for me
At last I have reached the end of the Forrest
I see fields of mushroom
My favorite
So full
Full of nutrients
For the body to observe
Now I see trees
Full of monkeys
Jumping from branch to branch
Now I have reached my destination
Of this long journey
I see the treasure
It is more beautiful
Than I have imagined
Now I can rest
On this golden field of grass
Thinking about you
My love
I will do anything
Now I must go back
To the South
Once again
Full of treasure
Of knowledge
As my travels
Have no end