The mountains wrapped in a stole
of snow , white , up the north pole.
calm and serene looked from afar
when peeped from a window ajar.
As a meditating Buddha , gaint
a whistling wind , blowing faint.
away from the vicious circle of bonds
no masks adorned , true reflection in quiet ponds
no lies deceit or betrayal
pure , unadulterated portrayal.
peace prevail on the pinnacle ,
no malaise , more miracle.
in search of greener pasture
I race up , closer to nature.
Rushing on the ascent
loosened the knots of blood , as I went.
the world below looked little
atop the skies, egos shattered brittle.
the beauty of the abode of Gods , divine
could not fill my twin vision
I embraced the serenity
breathing in purity
I sat down to meditate
disturbed thoughts penetrate.
An inner voice resonated
peace is in the mind.
as the musk-deer find
the fragrance of eternal tranquillity .
discarding the cloak
I returned to the warm soak
wrapped in the warm cocoon
its lonely at the top , chilled typhoon.
at peace with company around
and a new mantra found
this is my Karma
and will follow my dharma.