Contemplative solitude atop
the many mountains I scale,
unravel humbling experiences.
Overcoming the challenges of the
jagged precipices of life
liberates my imprisoned mind.
The trepidations and apprehensions
of the arduous ascent, give way to
a symbiotic balance between the body and mind.
I acknowledge my growth from beneath to beyond,
and appreciate the journey of “becoming”!
mindlovemiserysmenagerie Wordle #206
Ineffable
Vale- the world, or mortal or earthly life
Summit
Boots
Ankle
Wet
Grey
Pain
Reflect
Walk
Pine Needles
Extend
Her extended hours of training, hardly left Anita with any free time. But she didn’t mind that. An adventure junkie, living life on the edge, gave her an adrenaline. This time, she wanted to indulge in a passionate affair was with the muscular yet mesmerizing mountains. She was more than willing to give it her all, to be standing on top of his gigantic heights. It would be another item ticked from her bucket list of adventure series.
Finally after rigorous training for more than a year, the day of reckoning arrived. Away from the vale, at the base camp, Anita and her Sherpa were going through the final check list. Walking out of their tent, she inhaled a whiff of the cold air. Her eyes scanned the sky kissing rugged peaks. A tingle of sensations ran through her. The light grey skies didn’t seem threatening, as they started their ascent.
Half way up the ascent, the air became thinner and its iciness started to pierce the layers of her thermal clothing. Her boots were having a challenging time to get a good hold on the fresh snowfall which was ankle deep.
The outer layer of her suit was a little wet owing to the dampness in the wind. Sleets of ice, sharp like pine needles pierced her body. She tried to numb the pain, shifting her focus only on reaching the summit. Her breathing was now in short gasps. Undaunted she continued.
Finally, after a grueling 25 hour climb, she reached the peak. The breath-taking view of the serrated jagged peaks shrouded in a mystic cloak took her breath away. Though dressed in monochrome, yet their allure was hard to resist. The frosty blast of wind serenaded a cold symphony. From the dizzying heights, the world below appeared to be buried under duvet of white clouds.
Her soul brimmed with an ineffable euphoria, as she reflected on her journey to the top of the world. Mixed emotions permeated her senses as she screamed in jubilation, “I did it! “. With a prayer of gratitude, she marveled at the creator and the beauty of his magnificent creation.
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