__________________________________________ Thou standed high
like Hercules of old,
resting the fathomless depths
of azure sky,
on thy mighty sinews ;
Man ever strived,
to kiss
the hovering veil of mist ,
concealing a vision , all divine ;
Centuries rolled on ,
with each of them ,
thy towering heights
lured the man from distant lands,
who whispered ,
" Excelsior ! "
Year after year ,
the little dwarf
crossed glaciers
scaled precipices steep ,
defying the raging blizzard ,
only to have a faint glimpse
of your victorious smile !
You
K-2
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04 Aug 1954
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