Like one single feature, there is no morphology to look at, but the one and only mountain. I walked through for five days to reach not the peak. However, I can feel your freezing power during the walk, can feel your grasses make my thick outdoor wear wet, that the power is there with you to conquer.
I look at the eyes of you at your sleeping time (we geologists realize that it can mount at certain time), and enjoy the beauty of you, can not even let my eyes go off you.
Day time, I hate when clouds cover your edge, your body and your feet. Top is still there from certain distance, though.
If only I can resist the cold,
I can resist the wind,
I can resist the night,
I can resist the courage,
Then I will come to walk for you far there; just to see you sleeping in front of me, making all the surrounding be calms; and the trees on you are releasing their green power, and the cloud that usually covers you on the day time is gone to be back tomorrow.

Do want to hug and feel you here…

Bangkok, September 24, 2005
For my sleeping beauty not in this city