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Wrapped up in the Irish tricolour,
Waving to us from Mount Everest.
The giant in your dream is calling
To conquer the Himalayan heights,
To climb to the unmelting snows.
Some men went and fell and froze
So close to their destined podium,
To be clasped by the cold oblivion.
Reaching up above and reaching in,
So many ways to give life meaning,
Climbing mountains or meditating.
In the end there's little out of reach,
And the moon is not so far no more;
The soul can leave this tent of ours
And arrive at where it wants to be,
To ascend where it's blinding white
In that world where eternity abides.
nice imagery your poem so alive sir and i love it i invite u to read my Kilimanjaro thanks for sharing
With d mention of himalayas n everest i admire dis fabulous poem to yor travelin mountaineerin niece. She must b delighted to read it too. Nice to read u again.
, , i wish i had written this, , , love everest so much, , , wonderful poemmm, , , , , , ,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so high , hmmm, I will try to write some thing about mountains, thank you