As I reach up to the sky

On the mountain peak so high

I feel my body being surrounded by cold air

I have no despair

I walk around, eager to see what will come and in the distance, I hear a freshwater stream

I slowly walk towards the sound that makes my ears tingle

On the way I hear birds, and deers dancing with joy

I see viridescent trees and massive areas of rural land.

The sound of flowing water grows louder

And far away I see clear water, springing around with joy

I see water explosions

I hear deep, low rumbling

I feel the sub-zero water suffocating my hand

I taste the cold misty air

The refreshing scent of fresh flowers fills my mind

But

I wake up, feeling horrible

The sky is red, a rising ocean

Melting icecaps

It was all a dream