Tuesday 17 April 2018

Call of the mountains





The mountains were calling,
So I decided I would go.
There was no point in stalling
To see the magnificent montage show!

They stood out tall and proud
In spite of the echoing silence.
They made their presence loud,
My soul drifted into a cadence.

Green, blue, grey and white
Towering walls in the misty haze.
The ranges extended long and wide
As far as my eyes could gaze.

When sun shone slyly parting the clouds,
The peaks loomed in a mystic glow
I shivered from within my shrouds
Was it by the view or the chilled wind blow?

The gurgling rivers streamed in valleys
Tripping, falling, staggering over rocks
Meeting up with other aqua allies
Greetings in frothy gushing mocks!

I stood in overwhelming awe
Feeling small, tiny, and minuscule
I felt myself quietly thaw
into something insignificant, infinitesimal.

The mind freed itself of woes
And the heart did swell and expand
When I soaked in the Eden with my eyes close
Something entirely new happened.

When with mountains did I acquaint
This was something I got to know
That if the mountains should call again
I’ll have no choice but to go.

-Nivedita