Oh Mountains!
The more I see you,
the more you seem to be more!
The more I try to know you,
the more you seem to be fathomless!
These feet of mine are tired
and devoid of the courage and confidence
that were, when I had started.
Your glorious peak,
that I had ambitioned to acquire,
now feels far far away,
and its snow covered face
shining in the light of the sun
glares at me with a belittling laughter!
The protected body of mine
has now worn out
and about to fall apart!
Mother earth has shown me
my place, by snatching away
the once certain unbreakable cover
from this arrogant fool!
Now what do I ask
with shaken self and quavering courage?
My voice is no more mine!
Without you pointing this to me,
could I have ever realised
what irresponsible injustice
I've inflicted on this sacred body
of my Mother and her children?
And now I am here free
of my misplaced sense
of physical superiority,
but also devoid of all strength!
I have no way, but to drop down here,
with life draining out slowly.
Oh Mother, your generosity!
The greens that still survive
of your great forests,
Oh Mountains,
have given back my life!
The soothing shade, which
I am rejuvenating under
is no less than the elixir!
And the cool touch of the breeze
and the waters of your hill stream
have resurrected my soul!
And now down I bow
before every one of your bounties
Oh Mother!
I bow down to you!
- Nayan
Started writing at Isha Yoga Centre Coimbatore on 1st March 2018
Completed at a place near Ooty on 3rd March
