Himalaya -Makes One Realise How Small He Is -W
When world is too much with me I take a week off
To stand and stare at the beauties of the Himalaya
To get away from the hurries and worries of life
To go to the Himalayas has always been my pleasure.
To climb the mountains and get good tidings
Nature’s peace flows into you as sunshine in trees.
The wind blows freshness into you with delights
Storms the energy, cares drop like autumn leaves
Would like to spread my arms encompassing
The emperor of mountains, the roof of the earth
snow-capped peaks, painted across the horizon,
Green clad foothills and valleys, glacial waters
Solitude, fortitude, much above the sea altitude.
Will sit among the lamas with maroon robes
With coal filled Bukhari heating up the place
Shadows dancing over the old Tankha paintings.
If there is a heaven , if one, on the this earth
It is here,it is here,it is here,nowhere but here.
I have posted 10 photos of one of my Himalaya visit on my blog. Please share with
me.
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Contest: A week to do as I please sponsor by Carol brown
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