I wonder what you’ve seen on your journey from the top of the mountain.
You seem to pass through the mountains from a source unknown.
You slip along the the rocky ground playfully giggling and jumping the whole way.
You turn over every stone in your path.
You carry sticks and use them to tap out a marching tune that expresses the joy in your heart.
Not being one to turn away from a dare you leapt the edge of the earth and dove into the cavernous depths below.
You explored every inch of the underworld and exploded from the other side of the unseen to join in the course below.
Where are you going? What will see before you get there?