The Mountain

  

You might not be all that I was looking for,

Always peeped on the other side of you, for more

 Always kept adding up ‘two and two’ for ‘four’

To find the lifeless pieces of my divided core

Even quit and left so many times to go beyond and explore

Met countless new moons and touched infinite new shores

But, the winds chased me till far and they smelled just like you

Making me wonder, if, you followed behind all through

Lost and signless, all I could do was wonder

Since, there was no lightening, there was no thunder

No, there were no words, no confessions

No, there was no bending, no surrender

Yet, I couldn't leave, couldn't go any further

Left some shores untouched, in similar wonder

And came back to see you here, standing still

Still no words, only silence instilled

Frozen at your footsteps, I looked up at you, so tall

Looking down at me you must have thought, “So small”

Still no words, but, just silence and wonder

No, there was no bending, no surrender

I knew it was too high and too tough

Still with my feet, I laid the first touch

And that is when, the immovable moved

Seeing the snow melting, I stood there glued

You were no more that tall

And I did no more feel that small

It is since then, that every season, when it snows,

Somewhere a mountain has moved deep-down I know!