Still

Why do we go so far

The journey we suffer

Why go through this year after year

Punishing gruelling weather

What's that pleasure?

Each step feels measured

Homesick to the core

Missing the warmth of yore

Distant from the comfort of being

In search of ethereal unknown 

Slippery trails or forgotten paths

Bruises aches throbs and wrath

To experience the Majesty

To erase the life's travesty 

To be humbly bowing down

Sitting at the edge of a mighty ridge

I knew absolute stillness

Stunningly still 

You feel helplessly orphaned

That's Himalayas !!!!

International Mountain Day today...