We were helping ourselves, with a lot of fun
And suddenly, I noticed something shining in the sun
The beautiful landscape, was looking very divine
As the mountains, in the sunlight, brilliantly shine

It was something I had seen before, at times
Though, never thought this could fit into a chorus of rhymes
These, known by the name of Chood Dhar range
Was Lord Shiva' s land, the sacred plains

Yes, they were beautiful, like white pearls in the ocean
Below the snow, the mountain, looked like a green lotion
A notion, that made a lot of words for me to contain
Finally I, name this prose, The White Mountains


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