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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