In quest of the serene golden rays of dawn,
In search of silent beauty of lush green valleys
O’er there on barren rocks of this land of temples
wandered like a lonely bird, lost his way
In the melting glaciers of the mountain peaks.
Glowing silvery threads amid dense pines & junipers,
In the rivers of unfathomable depth,
Perhaps, less deep than his sorrows
wandered like a lonely bird that lost his way.
The vagabond of Indus traversed miles and miles
With wavering feet &eyes.
The burning soul with dithering footsteps
Stood long on those barren rocks
Glancing at the far away monasteries & mysterious valleys.
Silence & sunshine embraced him
sober moments lingered between them
Shattering the depth of silence asif a bubble.
The soul & the freezing wind of the dusky dawn had a palaver,
The breezy, frosty wind of mountain gllaciers
Visiting the frozen consciousness
somewhere from the valleys of melting snow
An uninvited pal in the silence of his solitude.
The wind of snow whispered to his new pal with gloomy eyes
Why seeking solace in the first rays of sun in this far land
Unaware of the land of your genesis
Unheard of those calls for decades,
The land of fathomless love,
where angels uttering chants of prayer for your good life.
Where florets & fragrance of memories sleeping mystically,
since the day you vanished in the whirlpool of life.
Everything heydays of your yesteryears left behind awaiting long,&long
The landmarks of an era still breathing in the vestiges awaiting your return.
Leave the hinterland of despair
Cast off days of gloom and shades of melancholy
Let off sorrows to be buried in the withered sands
To be drained off into the trajectories of mountain streams
Oh, Vagabond, return to your land
where angels enkindle hope of mirth & joy for a new daybreak
The Guardian Angels of this world with chants of prayers;
Return to your land of genesis again.
Take a rebirth from this soil of your footprints awaiting you there.
Enjoy the breeze of Spring &Autumn of these mountain ghats.
And winter of the land with no foliage left over to bid farewell to the rising sun.
To find yourself in the lap of serenity
leaving the hinterland of despair away, far away.
copy right -Dr. Sanjana p souparnika
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