Amarnath,
How the myth of the lingam formation
From snow,
How the route to,
At what height the site is
And since when have we been,
What the mystery,
How the spectacle,
What the reason geographical?
Surrounded by glaciers,
The mountains overlooking
The site
And the water dripping through the stone cover
Freezing underneath
To form the natural structure
Looking like a lingam,
A Shiva lingam
So white and lovely to view
The panorama.
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