The Himalaya’s breeze comes every day in my balcony of loneliness

[author title=”Rupsingh Bhandari ” image=”https://sindhcourier.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/06/rupsing-bhandari-Nepal.jpg”]Rupsingh Bhandari is a poet and social activist from Karnali province of Nepal. He has completed his M.ED and M.A in English from Tribhuvan University. He writes in English, Nepali and Hindi. Published several poems, articles short stories and translates poems and stories. He is author of ‘Conscience’s Quantum’, a poetry book. He served as editor of International Anthology of Pandemic Poetry 2020. His creations are world widely anthologized and published. He is a founder of Words Highway International (Writers’ Association). He does painting and music, loves to travel. [/author]

 

Himalayas Breeze

The Himalaya’s breeze comes everyday

In my balcony of loneliness,

Carrying the short introduction of Himalayas

It creates a soft music

Around the trees and flowers 

In my backyard

 

Where,

Trees dance in its rhythms without any hesitation.

And the breezes disappear

Stealing the magical moves

Of innocence trees

Dropping down some of the old leaves

As the visiting card!

 

I just, stand and,

Watch its unfathomable performance

As a strange onlooker,

It touches me bringing those

Whimsical moves and perfumes of trees!

 

When,

I remain as frozen as Himalayas

It again vanishes from me

Unwaveringly

Shaking its head hard! 

 

 But,

Inside me, it brings a wild

Memories of volcano

And sinks me,

In my remote nostalgic history

From where I actually,

Never want to be apart.

In Himalaya’s Devotion    

On the white

Shrine… above and near the heaven

A heavenly Arati

I listened to wind’s dances

Like devotional vibration

Coming from the temples 

Endless chanting of devotees! 

 

Disappearing into

Undiscovered reality

I felt,

Someone is singing Qawwali

In the Dargah of sky with clouds!

The Om Mani Padme Hum

Whispering unstoppably as Monsoon,

And unearthly group prayer of thunderstorm

Sparkling the dismal face of humanity.

I disdained self and dissolved

In front of Himalayas divine spectrum.

 

I transmuted by the heavenly concert

In front of sanctified Himalayas

Where everyone thawed

Into one another being voiceless

At the creation sacred top,

Where everything transcends into the One

As snow, pure white: spotlessly 

Into one family hypnotized by

Himalayas’ devotion!

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