The generous backbone holds up half the sky.
Generous shoulders are the eagle's shelter for its young.
A strong heart is the expectation of the sea for the river.
I once had a mountain.
Mountains separate me from the world.
I used to think that the mountain blocked the beautiful road.
then
To understand
The mountain is an unattainable goal.
Beyond the ideal mountain. Prospect.
I wish the baby eagle a safe flight.
Each of us will be born in front of a mountain.
That mountain is our silent father.
A father who works silently
A man who holds up my God with one hand.