Sometimes at night by my window,

I find it snow,

I hear an owl hooting,

and see a star shooting,

I make a wish and find myself abliss, then suddenly I'm ashore,

I'm called afar by a lore,

I don't know if I should respond,

I feel like a bond,

It's call from the wind,

and it awakes my inner child,

I want to answer that call,

but, I'm afraid of the fall,

A fall from the present life,

that will take me to a strife,

a strife from this birth,

but is it worth?

~p.a.

kneel and disconnected

He came like a light into her eyes

Blinding her with his thousand lies

Anesthetized by his sound

She could only feel him around

Like the music, he captured her mood

Often confusing,

with emotions she barely understood

When she needed him to stay

He quietly drifted far away

Slowly and slowly, he faded

Leaving her,

kneel and disconnected

He

In the lap of inner Himalaya,

The wild forest covered with snow,

A single wrong step,

He goes down with the flow,

Inside he’s sweating,

Outside numb with cold,

Breathing gets difficult,

Every step turns bold,

But this wilderness of the journey,

Spells such magic upon him,

Risk is now a part of his life,

And Everest desirable dream,

The summit, unimaginable once,

Slowly turns into an achievable goal,

His body full of pain,

But his mind well connects to the soul,

Far from this materialist world,

Away from the seductive charm,

He experience silence and serenity,

Careless of the dawn.

- Dedicated to a friend, who fulfilled his promise of being a guide on a himalayan trek!