Wednesday, May 7, 2014

His Paradise



So on he fares, to meet the mountains
where the snow crowns the mighty peaks
On he fares, to the heavenly heights
beyond the shades of the mountain ranks.

Nearer is the steep wilderness
of which men sing songs forever
Nearer are the Cedar and Pine
and the sylvan scene unfurls.

Verdurous walls of the mother nature
expand to the greater miles
Smiles at them with joy in his eyes
In love with each other, mountains and him.

In the silver shadows of the loftiest mountains
spread is the carpet of greens
Clouds stand bespeak of the garden
where his paradise lies.

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