In a place so wide, so wild,
Silence being the only
sound
Silence and the
whistling air
They ring like the
chime of a Gompa’s bell
They chant like the
prayers from a monk’s lips
And within me, the hum
and buzz grows
Raising me up to the
endless snow line,
To the sandy peak that
speaks of isolation
To the valleys beyond,
that portray long journeys.
Feeling unbound and
unchained,
At the mercy of my
will,
To not falter with every
step I take.
My every breath, not
my own
But a debt to my
future
To a future that asks
for mindfulness
These mountains have
gotten me undone, I am lost.
I came for answers but
now I have questions.
I sought for peace but
now I am conflicted.
Looking for the
otherworldly feeling, this place shook me up.
These mountains have
gotten me undone.
How easy it was to
have planned this journey,
But now after having
made it,
Nothing should ever be
the same again.
Ideally!!
