O Sagarmatha

In Praise. O Sagarmatha the Glorious One As you gaze upon your white Capped ones. The(white) mantle of secrecy for the Superior One. Some sure footed adventurers Reached to kiss the sun. On others you laid claim, They be the unmarked ones. "We ‘ll tunnel beneath and Connect lands afar." O Sagarmatha, the challenge Went too far! Mother Earth said, "Nay, He's my ever rising Son. In his quiet splendour, He receives, not everyone. None dare to settle, once ‘The victory's -done." Your word was carried Mother Earth's favoured One. From her womb, a restless Churning this once, A subtle reminder, for those Who tread above. She restored your white folds Once the upheaval was done. O Sagarmatha shines your Forehead in the sky. The starlight plays on your Cheekbones high. The swirling clouds, change Colours with grace. Thunder and lightning, here, In awe, do race. Jomolangma! Chomolungma! O Sagarmatha, The directions, Your Face. Ageless, Timeless. O Monarch of the Himalayan Range. Note From the Poet: The many names of Mt.Everest. Sagarmatha: forehead in the sky(Nepalese) Jomolungma: Mother of the World. (Tibetan) .