Becoming…

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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”!

Sadje’s WDYS #117

On top of the world!

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The call of the mountains beckoned my nomadic soul and restless feet. A day long drive, took me to the foothills of the mountains, away from the mediocrity of a city dweller’s life.

Next morning, I was greeted by warm sunshine. Fully rested, I checked my backpack for all essentials and began my hike.  I have always found the mountains alluring. They calm my muddled mind. The ascent was uneventful. Eventually after a day long trek, I reached the summit by early evening.

The sight that welcomed me was surreal. The beautiful imagery of that moment is still vividly etched in my mind. Its infinite and all-encompassing space was so gratifying. The tantalizing sunlight appeared to be giving a parting kiss, to the snow-clad peaks, embracing the horizon in a crimson blush. The white billowy clouds drifted gently in the purple heavens. The eventide mountain air whispered scattered tales from across the expansive skyline. The refreshing fragrance of their ethereal purity filled my senses. I sat there for hours as twilight faded into a duvet of inkiness. The glitterati of the dazzling stars shone their magical light on me.  In solitude, amid the tranquil landscape, I soaked in its mesmerizing beauty and sacredness of God’s creation. Mother Nature lulled me to slumber on her lap, under her star-studded night sky.

Satiated with the abundance of nature’s energy, my soul drank in the divine elixir of this celestial experience. I was ready to take on the challenges of life ,with a resurgent spirit.

heavenly summit

an elysian paradise

rejuvenation

Eugi’s weekly prompt : Summit

Magical Mountains!

In response to Linda’s Socs prompt:

Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “start with ‘m’.” Use any word that begins with the letter “m” as the subject or theme for your post.

I have tried to write a poem with all words with m!

Misty mountainside

majestic magnificence mesmerises

mistral mellifluous melody

mellow moon magic

mystic moorings

memorable meaningful moments

meditative mind

metamorphosis!

Top of the world!

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.

Twilight!

Transient horizon paints

Tender tales of eventide

Tangerine strokes blend with indigo

Tease the heaven’s dreamy allure

Tacit zephyr wafts an ethereal fragrance

Tranquil mysticism embraces the lilac peaks

Twilight showers a starry mist.

 

Thanks to Aashi, learnt a new style of poetry today, Pleiades.  It has only one word in the title followed by a seven line stanza. The first word of each line begins with the same letter as the title. Hope you enjoyed it!

Paint your words challenge hosted by Kamya.

Romancing the Mountains!

Pristine clouds waft

at their own pace

dance with the winds

crooning careless whispers

The mighty Himalayas

sentries of the north citadel

rugged and macho, stand tall

their persona emits a majestic aura

Beneath a misty veil

a rendezvous at the peak

kisses moist with the icy breeze

they entwine in a flirtatious embrace

A dreamy passion lingers

the heaven rising affair

casts a mystic allure

inks an ethereal romance.

In response to V.J’s weekly challenge #102 : Pace

Eugi’s weekly prompt : Mighty

WPC – My favorite place

Amidst the lap of nature is undoubtedly my favorite place. No structure however magnificent it is, can be as comforting as nature. Mother nature shares her abundant wealth unconditionally among all her children. To me she is all encompassing and true beauty personified.

A painter par excellence, she paints the horizon with a riot of colors depicting her mood. An ethereal artist!

Pitter patter rainfall, the cascading water falls, chirps of the birds and insects or the roaring thunder, all her musicians play their part to perfection in creating a scintillating symphony! An ebullient orchestra!

The troubled mind finds solace under her benevolent grace. A therapeutic healer!

Ever providing and giving to one and all, making life beautiful. A celebration of existence!

Nature reflects an utopian blend of vivid colors and divine fragrances. Boundless beauty!

 

Cosmic Ecstasy!

In response to Whimsygizmo of Dverse poets prompt # 50 to write a Quadrille poem on the given word Murmur! The challenge is to pen a poem in exactly 44 words not including the title.

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The brilliant turquoise blue expanse

shimmers through the jagged serrated peaks

icy winds hum a heavenly harmony

puffy clouds murmur , wafting daintily

a conversation in solitude, infuses a calm aura

the soul connects with the cosmic energy

drinking in the sweet essence of nirvana.

Himalayan Ecstasy

Sharing a few pictures of the Mighty Himalayas on our visit to the holy shrine of Badrinath, a few years back. The spectacular scenic beauty enroute and the positive vibrations at the temple rejuvenated the body and soul.

“The magnificent mountains of the Himalayas soared up to the heavens to kiss it, the clouds whispering and caressing its high peaks. Serrated and snow-capped, these gigantic mountains were a sight to behold. The eyes admiring the pristine beauty in awe, the heart soaking in the pure energy of the tranquil atmosphere and the mind experiencing the spiritual bliss.  The evening rays of the sun painting its peak to a golden blush. Standing in front of the majestic mountains felt like the eons of time stood still. ”

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Salt n pepper

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Jagged edge

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Romancing the mountains

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Whispering clouds

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Rendezvous heights

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Careless Wisps

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Sentries of the North citadel

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Dusk beckoning the hills

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Golden blush

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Sun shades

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