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Heavenly Elation

Pic Courtesy: Sukirti Madhav

As rains of hope
Stream into my life,
I look upon the mountains,
and see them green.
Near, far and scattered there
in unending curves, 
they spread a mat.
I bounce like a ball, 
carefree in and out.
Swinging from one tree top to another,
the monkey in me is uncontrollable.
The leaves listen to me and whisper back.
I m elated in heavenly euphoria.

Why was I late to bask in this chilling warmth,
that the mountain mist hugs me with, I know not.
It washes away my doubts and aches,
and leaves me pure like never before.
Green and white in blessed hue
fills me from my head to toe.
I look above.
He smiled and my world had lit up.
In this dawn, I feel the bliss
as his smile spreads its rays
on the mountain's bosom.
I realized, I was not alone;
Shaded with a veil,
Heaven had kissed his earth.

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