Thought
Glistening snow-capped crests,
Floating on a clear blue sky
Standing there from ancient day
What sacred teachings you convey?
Sharp crystal air refreshing face
Messages sent from Vedic race
Noble heights stay far beyond
Things of which we are so fond
To meditate on peaks pure white
Yogis’ minds gain deep insight
Fixed like mountain seated still
Gaining strength, resolve and will
These, not just cold and solid blocks
Or pushed up heaving icy rocks
Great Lord of Yoga seated there
With indrawn eyes and flowing hair
The earth itself he made His seat
Meadows and foothills for His feet
His tresses long are valleys steep
So snow can thaw to rivers deep
Prayer
O Lord uplift our minds and hold us there. Make our thoughts noble and lofty. May our inner tranquility beam your glory to all like You as the grand and beautiful Himalayan mountains.
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