Margaret Forbes's Mountains (Click for RY Deshpande's & Sri Aurobindo's comments.)

My thoughts are full of blue mountains,
Of splintered peaks like frozen flames
That leap toward the light. I know
The secret of their happiness,
That they, so tall, will be the first
To see it come, will cry aloud,
Melt into little streams and laughing run
Before the face of that stupendous Dawn.