(1335) Abhramlehii himacal giri
Himalayan mountain, kissing the clouds,
Whom do you summon with your snow-crown;
And what mind-thief has held spellbound
Your ice-cold heaven?
Neath sunbeams raining without end,
With snow melting, tears of love are shed...
Situated all alone in Whose meditation pose
Mutely are you ever-tranquil?
In the forest wide, slimness decorated,
Lengthwise dressed in grace and fragrance,
At Whose acquaintance hearts get traded
When inside this divine realm unparalleled?
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He enchants the mountain that in turn entrances me.
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