Wanderlust-bug
has bitten me
pouring into the veins
mountain songs
of rivers, trees, skies.
Call of dusty roads
now keeps me alive.
The lofty magic mountain
has cast His spell on my soul,
I’ve lost my appetite for rest.
Rudraprayag, Gangotri, Auli, Badrinath
are my new mantras
to be repeated day and night
though one might say
but they are only names
of places and nothing more!
But to me
they’ve become my core.
I am possessed
by the mighty Himalayas.
Posted for Sanaa’s Prompt Nights – Obsession continually fills or troubles the mind – [34] @ A Dash Of Sunny
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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
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