Himalaya

Even the rocks reach out to the heavens.
No wonder beings seeking divine
made you their abode

You, of gushing waters and rushing airs
towering presence of unsurpassable grace

The brave hands that crafted these paths
into your ceaseless folds:
a mighty effort, but miniscule

Many have traveled this labyrinth
that seemingly leads to your very womb

The womb that the courageous ones sought
to die and be born once again

These Dwijas – the twice born
of immeasurable wisdom
Left imprints that even
the final deluge can erase not

O deathless ones, your energies and wisdom
here lives through me
I have the keys to your grace and boundlessness.

Every beating heart claims to seek
As I peel to reveal
The weak-hearted ones run
to save their frailties
But a few lusty ones remain

Lust – lust for life – deeper life
is the only way to unravel
the bounty of nothingness
that is me and you