The loving spirit flies high, on wings unchained and a soul untamed
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As I lie dreaming at night, I see snow covered mountains gleaming in the moonlight; A voice from afar calls to my heart, for I never believed you and I could part. Wait awhile, oh majestic mountains high, and when I come welcome me with a sigh; For when my heart is bleak and I sit and weep, My solace is Shiva and the memory of your towering peaks- Sonali Chaudhari © Copyright 2020
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