I am the Mountain
I am nature’s oldest temple
My glaciers and streams provide the water you drink
My forests, your wood, your clean air
From up here, I see how you’ve come to treat this world
You used to recharge your body and soul in the calm of my forests
You once climbed my peaks, seeking enlightenment
Now you take what you want, and contemplate only your own gain
Open your eyes, while there’s still time
Because there’s one more thing I see clearly: the cliff you’re on
And the rocks below