I can scarcely imagine <br />What joy a mountain feels <br />Heaven reaching <br />While rooted deep <br />In native soil <br /> <br />To be a lonely Everest <br />Conversing only with the moon <br />Prayer flags in the sunlight <br />Buddha passes by <br />An eternity of solitude <br /> <br />Sees truth erode the lie<br /><br />Chris Bradshaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-southern-road/
