Icy divine born out of glacier magnitude
Bestowed with beauty unparalleled looking enchantress,
Offerings hundred flowery of souls cardinal
Upon the feet cold marble white and bold,
Retiring day with the setting sun passionate red
Giving glimpse of deity peerless not temple born.
Evening sky being shrouded with roaming clouds
Just to rain after gradual descend overflowing the streams,
Twilight zone party lightening and partly snow,
Silver linings glancing at face in awe.
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