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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