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Mountains of Paradise

All night, all night came shimmering light And lit all winding unseen ways In clusters came there from the skies The angels , elves and beauteous fays Oh Cacusus mount , thou clad in myth! Thou bath in shining mystery beams! Thou art a wondrous sight of glee Thou art a glimpse of heaven's scene All night all night blew snowy gust, And all night throbbed the sinking heart Thy silent, freezing, chilly gloom , Oh gracious mount all muses brought ! While pheasants fly upward to skies. To bring the goddess moon in cart I see thy meadows in the sky Who grazes in thy sweet grasslands? Who send there clouds from yonder skies? Who garnish thou with beauteous hands? All snowy flakes with fairies wake Kiss day and night thy silver sand Thy peaks all night shine in moonbeams And daytime glitter with sun-rays All fairy tales from house of mind That recall childhood bygone days He seest thy wild wild scenes of glee The eyes of sky all time thee gaze A saddest lass with hazy eyes Who felt in heart the pangs of pain Should I call her goddess of glee? Should I call her a beauty brain? Night snatches from her eyes dew drops And clouds snatch from her eyes all rain All whitish beads in her wild dress The fairies sew in dreamy nights While water gushed and gushed in lakes And sang songs cataracts from height In midst of soothing nature's scenes Thy beauteous scene she only sought She will write for thee beauteous verse She will love to live in thy heart Oh harken harken beauteous mount From heavens for thee she hath brought All that in broken heart she can With grief her gloomy heart is fraught She bought all stars of yonder skies In moonlit cart for thee hath brought

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Date: 4/29/2023 8:52:00 AM
Thank you for your poem. I can feel how bereft your muse must have felt. You have a timeless voice. I ruffled at the use of the Old English "thy", but philosopher Martin Buber described the I-Thou relationship as a way of describing our relatedness to the divine. And your poem is just that ... divine.
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Sabahat Batool
Date: 4/30/2023 11:16:00 AM
Loads of Thanks. I'm wonder-struck by your mesmerizing magical words which are a mirror to your soul's beauty. As for as I'm concerned I like archaic words and Antiquity, as if I'm an ancient ancient soul in the world of Today

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