Mt.Pandim.
Despair! The sun hides behind the cloud Dark and Cold it was that morning And no room for hope But still somewhere in the corner Of my heart I saw a gleaming light Was it real.. Or reflection of The self!? For we see nothing but reflections. And then the gushing wind blew through the valley Unveiling the old and ancient. Standing mightily in front. Our eyes glistered! The magnificent stood straight Unaltered by any emotion. A.