Upland
On the upland at the slope,
magnificent water tumbles.
On the talus climber stumbles,
on small, dewy leaves of grass.
To his eyes disclosed is spa,
marvelous mountains, falls and streams,
fabled landscape -
rare appearing frail flora.
Leafed trees and conifers,
crooked wood and little flowers.
Raining often – scary blizzards.
Slanted sidewalks among ranges.
There the weather quickly changes –
swiftly hunting are the buzzards.
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