Mountain
With no wings to fly…
and no legs to walk…
as an elevated portion of the Earth’s crust,
with sloping sides and a peak,
stuck to the ground…, I am found.
Appear so majestic…
But to the core, a rock I am…!
Fixed at one place,
to be the guest of others,
I can’t move an inch further!
Whistling winds, rustling leaves,
Frothing waterfalls are my bosom friends!
I take delight in being a host
for calling birds, pattering animals,
and the passionate Mountaineers,
who experience the bliss
of climbing my summit!
Who is devoid of a failing?
Contentment with what you have…,
results in living the life of beatitude!
It does require a change in your attitude!!
Copyright © Srinivas Veepuri | Year Posted 2024
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