NaPoWriMo Day 23 : Today’s challenge is to honor this idea a poem based on sounds.
My recent trip to Himachal took me to a breathtaking place in the Himalayas –Naldehra. A quaint town tucked between Shimla and Mandi. I decided not to go sight seeing that day but to explore the hills by foot. Me and my husband set out early in the morning 6:30. As we walked along the misty morning clouds a passerby suggested we must go see the sunrise valley where the sun peeks from behind the mountains, a sight not to be missed.
Here is a brief description of the sounds encountered during my walk through the hills.
Towards the sunrise valley
an uphill climb
walking through the forest trail
was the burble of a flowing stream near by
perched on a branch above
Himalayan black lores sang
Chi chi chi – Chi chi chi
as if greeting us with a bang
My husband stopped to capture a video
as I kept walking along the marked arrows
amidst the imposing cedar trees
deep into the Himalayas to reach the sunrise point.
‘You can hear your echo from here’
said a voice from behind
the old man sells hot tea
his tea stall serving mankind
excited to hear my own echo
I shouted my name to the mountains so high
the wind brought back my name and had me smile
‘I hear something coming close around us
could it be a helicopter up there’ I asked him
Chuckling out loud he said to me
‘No child , it’s the sound of the wind – whoosh…
Listen, as it whistles and rub against the pines’
the aeolian sound from the wind I could hear
as if the trees and the wind
started a conversation they had left behind
Oh that whoosh sounded so divine.
A golden glow from the sun
Kissed life into the valley
deep thoughts awakened my soul
I heard the pine cone fall on the grass with a thud
Scaring the squirrel family
chittering-squeaking they ran
away to hide.
It’s tea time
the rattle of his tea pan
the clinking of the tea glasses
I sense it is being poured out with a turrrrr
and with a view to behold
I sit on the bench to taste
the first hot sip of my morning tea while watching
a flock of parrots take flight
Chirping and flapping
quicky out of sight
A faint whistle from the train not too far
brings a thought
I must build my house here
Also , bring my guitar
along came a bumble bee
Buzzing and humming around me
as if pleading for a sip from my tea
I hear the chak chak chak – familiar footsteps from behind
turn around to see him and smile
This is so serene and calm
I want to stay here forever
He smirked at my whim
We sat on the bench looking at the valley to the fore
with thick manes of cedar enveloping the pristine adore
He pulled me close
I rested my head on his shoulders
lub dub ~ lub dub came the sound
of some heartbeats 💞
was it my heart or his
counting our blessings .
Your experience is exquisite. My youngest grandson who is Australian has been to the Himalayas. He loved it too.
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Hey Beni ( hope I got your name right ) ! Thanks so much , glad you liked my experience. Himalayas are truly worth visiting . How about you , have you seen them ?
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No, I’ve not been and I doubt I will ever get the chance. Somewhere I have wonderful photo of Julian standing in a village and centred in the background is Everest. It’s a beautiful picture of a beautiful young man doing what he loves. He is an incredible traveller.having very recently spent a week in deep bush with a friend in Tasmania.
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Oh ! how lovely is that . Travel is the best thing one can do to explore this beautiful place called earth .. more power to Julian to do what he loves the most .
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Lovely sounds and wonder captured here. Thanks for sharing Preeti! I am a Creative Life Coach and have a poetry blog here on WordPress in case you have time for a read? http://www.peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com Have a good day, Sam 🙂
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Thank you Sam for appreciating my wonder . Would love to read your blog for sure 😃
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Thanks Preeti! 🙂
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