If only words could describe!

Photo - Tapovan Height  Wake me up when September ends! I wake up. The dreams that I don’t dream. How can you sleep? When you finally see, how can you unsee? The whole life you see is what skips. Skips in an air of breath. The thump of your heart.   I wake up to the pull of the unknown. Wake up to the stillness of the night, the music of the hymn.   If I am not ready I am never going to be. Life goes on. I feel that something is different. Just that I don’t know. It is September that time of the year again. When the rains have just washed away of whats left. Call of the autumn and oh song of the birds, please answer to me? The dots that I can’t connect. The stars they only give me clues. While I witness my life from a mountain top. Flying across the terrain I just flow.  This is something different. I have finally gotten your glimpse. Love that never ends. The river that never dries. The songs that forever live. I bow to you.  ...

Freedom. What does it feel like? Taste and smell like Take me to the land of yours To the mountains that soar   November, 2013 - Thorong La Pass - 5400 m   Freedom is Riding downhill Taking that handle off on a full speed it takes you back climbing uphill where you finally feel a deep sense of belonging that which really beats your heart Freedom it is If anything I have lost You only have it When you don’t Miss when you seek Long when you not hear Elusive it is Are you that far? I want to know again What you feel like what you taste like In how you go The way you swing move the way you move Breathe in like you do In my prayers I do Oh Freedom Take me in And Take me out     ­        

The seas they turn and revolt. The winds they sway. The trees no longer silent to a cold night. When night comes to life. He stares up in the quite space above. There is a certain force that pulls. The night sky it opens up. The stars gazing at you. Full moon it comes. Clouds they glide. Suddenly you are taken in. Peace takes over. You forget your life for a while. You leave all that behind. It’s the call, the call of the moon and the stars, of the clouds and the night. It is when the moment flies It is when you move across time It is when you travel through the horizon To what our ancestors saw To what they sang to To what they believed in To the humanity that we have lost To the nature we are part of To what we are never going to lose

-Mardi High Camp, 3580m (October 2016) Where the earth meets the sky Where the world turns right up and round back Where the day meets the night Where sound meets the silence It is when you come out It is when you shine It is when you see Beauty that lies in the slopy hills Vastness that covers all around How the Sun dissolves into the clouds It is just warm enough It is just the way you want it to be When you realise that less is more Suddenly the chilly air that overwhelmes Sound of the insects they bring you to life The people around they come to light The life around seems just right The heart it lifts You realise You feel That small fraction That small moment It is everything All you do is surrender