Chomolungma

 

 

 

 

 

 

Among the timeless lands of ice

You rise –

I kneel before you

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I’ve walked so far already but there seems

To be no end

To trails that brought me here

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Does any lead to you?

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Among the countless rolling rocks

You stand,

Unmoved and moving

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Away from me who cannot help

But reach,

And reach for you

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Mother of all my dreams