From the Mountains

I write from the mountains
where cows calmly graze
to the faint sounds of a village
waking up in the distance and
a plaintive tune of you that
I hum over and over and over
like a song stuck in my head.
Here at the edge of this elusive
wasteland I am myself โ€”
wrapped in your fragrance
moving in and out, in and out
gasping, fading, utterly spent.


Lines about everyday life have always intrigued me. In simple acts like the grazing of cows and morning sounds of life stirring and preparing to face another day, lies truth and wisdom. What a poet chooses to archive in a poem and what the resulting image evokes in the reader, is what transforms those few lines into a profound experience.

These lines written in the lap of the splendorous Sahyadri mountains where for a while I shamelessly surrendered myself to reveries. Hope these lines inspire you to lose yourself too.

Happy daydreaming!


2 thoughts on “From the Mountains

  1. Lovely thoughts, Wow, the countryside, all nostalgic…you capture it so well, beautiful.๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘


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