Top of Ebb

On the top of the hill I contemplate The green grass below My sunrise to catch it , I know it’s late I’m up there, watching my ebb that is low On an earth which is not any more my state I tasted the bitterness of the weed several times in row To climb the mountain again I hesitate I forgot that a good seed I’d have to sow Thus, the beauty around me now I’d prefer to meditate I wanted to flourish again but it all started to snow Overwhelming me, I’m submerged which is not innate The balls are cold; tears are warm that all flow Very fast , then I knew it’s not my estate To the destination I’d accept but never bow To stay down here it’s not my eternal fate Ready to face and push with my elbow All things which hold me back, my life I’d never hate Then, sunrise, light and the sun to its beams would show The all seeds I’ve plant I’d put them in a plate That to every setback and obstacles I’d bestow And in my own snowy land I’d skate On the things I’ve buried, and that’s my promised vow