Although the birds are returning after their day's long flight after sun set,why are you standing still? o dear hill.
Gentel wind is blowing through the valley,spreading magical note in air.
O..dear hill you were here when human civilization starts its journey.you are here like a pole star fixed at the northern sky,
Or like true lover waiting instantly for his beloved. O dear hill, you must know the mystery of life on earth.
Though you are old but you look beautiful when sun lights play on snowy hill...
©subirmitra
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