Snaking the way up, round the bends
Soaring high on the hill
The spirits soar still higher to the skies!
Feeling buoyant, walking tall,
Getting bubbly, moving free!
What makes a mountain special?
What makes this mountain so special?
Shunning vehicles we trek to the top
On a mountaineering bid
Like the mountain engineers!
The thrill-
Unfathomable, unmeasurable,
Grandeur in fine detail
The embracing chillness reminds
It's nature's air conditioned territory!
The snow-clad peaks,
The mountain-touching clouds,
The breath-taking valleys,
The cascading silver falls,
The icy-water filled lakes,
The down-sloped gardens.
The nice blooming flowers,
The colors-sprayed environs,
All announce it's ever-green speciality!
Yea these are what make
The mountain special
And this mountain so special!
A nature's abode found at last
By the nature seekers!
Long live the mountains
Unspoiled and unharmed
To make us live long on
The elevated heavens
Taking a welcome break from the
Hells down below the hill!
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