Born to embrace the peak of heights

As the golden gimps

Shot its timorous rays,

The peaks start shining

in my name

The warmth of breeze

And soothing feels

Lying on the peak,

Lays the victory to reach

Taking steps one by one,

Trailing routes steered up.

Touching the sky with blazing sun,

Makes my heart jump glowing up

Seeing the sky not too far

Heart is soaring up too far

The beat that hears from not too far

Tells the tale - victory is not far.

Feeling the feet on the mountain’s end

Glee seems to come from world’s end

Throne of victory conquered in the end

Says I’m born to embrace mountain’s end

M.T.S. Munasinghe

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