Secrets of the Himalaya
I whisper…
In a nearly inaudible voice
Softly but firmly… into your ears
The insatiable desires, the irreversible regrets, the off the limits dreams
the unspeakable aloneness.
So selfish of me
forcing you to embrace the sums of me
Into your extensive universe
Along with the immense weight of the secrets
Up the mountains and down the rivers
Oh, this unbearable cradle of burdens
The undulating figures of yours, contouring like the lovers’ naked bodies
Seductive, mystical, exhilarating, unsettling…
Soaring high in the sky
Spreading across to the world’s end
Then disappearing into these clouds of fluffiness
Clouds, as white as light as the whipping cream,
elegantly sitting above the mortal world, like a delicious layer cake.
Just when I thought I had lost you
You proudly stick your snow-capped heads up, up above the oceans of clouds
Longing to be admired, caressed and eventually conquered.
Now all that secrets
Infiltrating every pore, every limb, every vein of your bodies
My pulses, my spirits echo yours; and my heart, of course
There is no escape, one we are
Burying and interwinding life’s mystery into each other
For the thousand years to come.
Life born and reborn
Stories told and retold, lived and relived
Reincarnate into unrecognizable forms and shapes.
But I know somewhere and everywhere in these sacred mountains
Dotted with my hidden secrets
Secrets only shared by the occasional skeletons of the unlucky trekkers
Or a few random lost souls, here and there
Copyright © Regina Lo | Year Posted 2018
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