Mountain Days

First morning rays hitting Himalaya's peak, Lightening up grandma's wrinkled cheek. Must be a regular day for spinister planting tea, A shepherd far from home watches cattles roam free. Travellers taking shelter under a pippal tree, Embracing of loved ones,as they can foresee. New arrival thinking where the mountain trail leads to, Craving to see the end, he preches to have a view. Mother's call their loved ones as dawn approaching, As night descends,peace deepens and awaits new beginning.