To Climb Mountains in the Rain

In turbulent winds and heavy rain, to climb the mountain

The slippery ground of self-egoism

A thick stain of dirt that cannot be removed

A short cut taken in the mist forced oneself to climb jagged ridges

Taking risks by going amongst crevasses and cliffs

One cannot escape the dangers of falling

Exiled and solitary on the summit

There is no echo from the sea of humanity

Instead there is endless worry and hatred fills the heart