on visiting the Nanda Devi...


The Himalayas



Divinity incarnate, isn't it?
This sumptuous splendour of pure beauty
in the highest whiteness reaching for the sky
forbidding man to enter at the peril of his life,
excluding foulness, baseness, weakness,
ugliness, mortality, mundanity
to just shine on forever
untouched by the cataclysms and earthquakes
of humanity and their chaotic history,
remaining silently in constant splendour
and surviving even aeons of geology
for us to quake before and quietly admire
as the highest purest possible manifestation
of all beauty, freedom and release
which man can only find in nature,
which alone can save the continuity of man
if just he realizes that he can't rule nature
but can only live when ruled by nature.




Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-11-04 at 12:36

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I have not been travelling so much, but, ever since my childhood's summers in the Alps, I know that few things can inspire the same awe as the sight of a high mountain.
Will we learn to surrender to the majesty of the earth, before it is too late?
2007-11-04