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The train, halted under the shade of sacred hill
They flowed out, and, wandered here and there 
holding big, small, colorful, old and new packs of belongings 
To, find comfortable chests and knees
some carelessly slept on un-desiring places, 
but many there stood still
to face the misty, white clouded sky beyond the ridge, 
Perceived their feet had reached  
the starting point of adventurous tramp

Men, women, young and old with little ones 
crept forward Just like a bunchy row of ants
filled with amazement; some stood, and watched 
the vivid green forest canopy and flowering ferns 
swinging in the frosty breeze!!  

The minds filled with compassion, harmony 
and respect each other
By murmurous chanting, that oozed into their veins
in the morning twilight 
Tenderness of   beams brighten the white dresses 
of devotees  

Time passed slowly 
And the far valley down, a string of people moving upwards 
on the zigzagged narrow path   
Surrounded by thick green vegetation which 
being the habitat of bees, birds, butterflies and 
variety of big and small animals   
Oozy willows dropping pearl like cold water drops
But few of moving people put a glance
at the phenomenon!
What a peregrination, having a cool gust thrill 
which each body and its soul begird
The strenuous walk will bring to a halt at the noble foot print 
Some managed to reach the desired end 
 but some could not attain the will   
they stopped hopelessly, stepped down  
with forsaken aspiration
those who topped the hill, huddle together
engaged customary rituals, 
The eco of the ringing bell spread over the chilled atmosphere 
through hill tops, forest, and the moving folks

Excitement broke out 
Devotees squeezed catch a glimpse of sunshine! 
The sun appeared slowly with a trembling smile 
through the glistening horizon   
Sunshine!  Miraculously radiated across the mountain range,
forest canopy and everything  
open to tender beams of light  
What a huge strength, 
Noble hopes and wishes 
fulfilled the pilgrimage! 

J.Weerakkody
(This poem is about pilgrims who climb the summit of breezy sacred mountain of Sripada, the holy mountain of Sri Lanka, where suppose to be emblematized the footprint of Lord Buddha. After worshiping the sacred footprints the devotees anxiously watch the panoramic maiden sun rise over the sacred mountain.  The poem is vividly realized descriptions of nature.)
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