Himalayas
It is too many Peaks towering high
Snow-capped giants scraping the sky
Mighty Himalayas
Cold winds howl and icy blasts sigh
It is too treacherous
Those jagged peaks were so perilous
Glaciers groan and shift
Avalanches roar, and the danger is furious
It is too remote
Villages clinging to precipitous slopes
Narrow trails wind
?Few dare venture where only mountain folk cope
It is too unforgiving
Altitudes leave climbers gasping for air
Lack of oxygen
Only the most fit and resilient dare
It is too unpredictable
Weather changing in a breathless beat
Blizzards raging
Whiteout conditions, a frozen white sheet
It is too isolated
Valleys cut off from the world outside
High passes are closed
For seasons long, communities abide
It is too well-known range by Sherpas
Reading the signs, they alone can guide
Tales of the Yeti
In that vast wilderness, they reside
It is too extraordinary
These mountains that the human spirit defy
The mystical call
To summit those peaks where only brave hearts crave
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