In the mystic lands of ancient lore,

In the mystic lands of ancient lore,
Where tales of legends forever soar,
The yeti wanders, elusive and free,
A creature of myth, rare for all to see.

With footprints left upon snowcapped heights,
Whispers of sightings in moonlit nights,
Imaginations stir with wonder and fear,
As the yeti’s presence draws ever near.

But now, a breakthrough in the story unfolds,
In India’s wilderness, a sight to behold,
The yeti spotted, its mystery unraveled,
A momentous discovery, history traveled.

Its furry form, majestic and grand,
Navigating the valleys of a distant land,
A creature untouched by the world’s harsh hand,
A symbol of nature, as precious as sand.

Oh, yeti, mythical creature of grace,
Your presence brings hope to our earthly space,
May you roam freely where the mountains meet sky,
Ever inspire, as the legends imply.