Comments on: Anna Akhmatova - A land not mine http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/07/07/anna-akhmatova-a-land-not-mine/ Sacred Poetry from Around the World Wed, 7 Jan 2009 18:16:10 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.2 By: Ivan M. Granger http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/07/07/anna-akhmatova-a-land-not-mine/#comment-635 Ivan M. Granger Wed, 09 Jul 2008 23:00:02 +0000 http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/07/07/anna-akhmatova-a-land-not-mine/#comment-635 A moving, heartfelt poem. Thank you so much for sharing it, Subhan Ali. -- Time can kill. Time overcomes all. Yet the mountains still call, inviting me to climb, to live through the strength of my legs and reaching arms. Even the mountain finally bows down to time. Yet its rising to meet my foot holds. Our shared breath still circles the globe. Hillary in me lives. -- Many blessings, -Ivan A moving, heartfelt poem. Thank you so much for sharing it, Subhan Ali.
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Time can kill.
Time overcomes all.
Yet the mountains still call,
inviting me to climb,
to live through the strength
of my legs
and reaching arms.
Even the mountain
finally
bows down to time.
Yet its rising
to meet my foot
holds.
Our shared breath
still circles the globe.
Hillary in me lives.
–
Many blessings,
-Ivan

]]> By: Subhan Ali http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/07/07/anna-akhmatova-a-land-not-mine/#comment-627 Subhan Ali Tue, 08 Jul 2008 12:36:10 +0000 http://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2008/07/07/anna-akhmatova-a-land-not-mine/#comment-627 R/Sir, Your choice is extremely good. I congratulate you for your such a favourite. This is the world, which motivates us, compells us or sometimes encourages us to think in several ways. It happens that sometimes I feel transcendental and have thoughts unexpressable inside me, too. On the death of Edmund Hillary, vetran mountaineer, my heart was filled with emotion on 22.01.2008 when his body was going to rest forever in the grave. I felt as following: An Eternal Estrangement Edmund was not killed by death, He was killed by time, Had death could kill him, It could kill him on the Apex of mountain. Time is vitaler than death, Much much vitaler than death, For, whom the death can not kill, Time can kill. Time leaves no one alive, After a timelimit, It causes plunged every one, Into the Ocean of oblivion. Today, Hillary is tending towards That oblivion. We are having an Eternal Estrangement. Adieu Hillary! -----------Subhan Ali R/Sir, Your choice is extremely good. I congratulate you for your such a favourite. This is the world, which motivates us, compells us or sometimes encourages us to think in several ways. It happens that sometimes I feel transcendental and have thoughts unexpressable inside me, too. On the death of Edmund Hillary, vetran mountaineer, my heart was filled with emotion on 22.01.2008 when his body was going to rest forever in the grave. I felt as following:

An Eternal Estrangement

Edmund was not killed by death,
He was killed by time,
Had death could kill him,
It could kill him on the Apex of mountain.
Time is vitaler than death,
Much much vitaler than death,
For, whom the death can not kill,
Time can kill.
Time leaves no one alive,
After a timelimit,
It causes plunged every one,
Into the Ocean of oblivion.
Today, Hillary is tending towards
That oblivion.
We are having an Eternal Estrangement.
Adieu Hillary!

———–Subhan Ali

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