As the battered
wheels climb thousands
more feet above
the unending sea,
my mummed heart
undresses slowly.
My nakedness
embraces the
soft mountain fabric
made by murmurs of
the wind and leaves
of the giant
green guardians of
the endless Himalayas.
I am home.
—
02.13.2018
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Photo via my dearest Shubhodeep Roy
In response to dVerse Quadrille #50 using the word “murmur”. This is inspired by my recent trip in India which touched my soul in a different level. 🙂 You can read more about it here.
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This poem shows how deep the Himalayas touched you. I know you can still hear the sound of the battered wheels while the wind came gushing through the small opening in the window. I can feel every word of this poem. This is another gem. “Mountain fabric
made by murmurs of the wind”, “Giant green guardians of the endless Himalayas.”, Wow! Only a poet of your calibre can come up with phrases like those. I am stunned. and I am humbled. Way to go woman
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Yes. Yes. The sounds and the feel of the mountains are now engraved on me. I carried them along with the cherished moments we shared, my dear one. 🙂 Thank you so much! Those phrases are my futile attempts to share how it felt. How the Himalayas felt in person. Thank you, man! Thank you so much!
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This is one of my favorite poem of yours Rosema…beautiful…it has a soothinh effect…it calms my heart..
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oh my dear. I am sooooo happy to hear that! 🙂 This poem is so personal and it means a lot that I was able to convey the calming and soothing effect the mountains had gifted me. Thank you, Mich! 🙂
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That picture there is so so beautiful and so is your poem 🙂
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Awww. I agree. The photo captured the majesty of these mountains. And thank you so much!
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When I first saw the image I thought it looked like “the foothills” of Nepal. I know how the mountains can call and how they can also form within you.
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Oh it is the foothills of Himalayas, parts which are located in India. 🙂 And yessss, I agree. I am happy to know that feeling now. 🙂
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Very beautiful Rosey! And the photo is beautiful too!
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I agree! That photo is amazing! Shubhodeep is an epic photographer. 🙂 And thank you, dearest PJ!
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I really know the feeling how mountains pull you… love that you describe it as nakedness… wonderful
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I agree. There’s a sense of divinity in it. Thank you, Bjorn!
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I liked the “mummed heart” and murmurs of the wind and leaves and the last line.
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Oh thank you, Frank! I am happy receiving your response.
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WOW. This is just too gorgeous. I love the idea of a heart undressing…and that juxtaposition of “mummed” and “murmurs” was perfection.
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Oh, I’m so elated to receive your words. Thank you so much!
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This is so beautiful. So, happy to post something.
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Awww. Thank you for reading!
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My pleasure
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How are you today? 🙂
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Feeling great after the romantic Valentine’s dinner.
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Oooooh. That sounds amazing! Im sure you had a great time with Allie! Bless you both! 🙂
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We did
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Yay!
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Lol
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A description of pure bliss. One day I will see those Sacred Mountains.
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Sacred indeed, sir 🙂
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i agree to that! 🙂
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Yes. I hope you will soon, Sir! 🙂 Thank you so much!
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Beautiful, yet again.
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Awww. Thank you so much!
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Soothing, peaceful, and beautiful. 💙
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Oh dear. Thank you so much, Diana!
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You’re most welcome. 🙂
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❤ ❤ ❤
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Ohh this is lovely!💖 I know how the mountains call and how they form within us.💖 Beautifully penned.
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Aha. That is a feeling that could never be compared. I am happy you have felt it too, Sanaa! Thank you so much!
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Nature tends to do that to one. You become one with the atmosphere… beautiful description Rosema
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aha. one with the atmosphere. so true. thank you, Ameena!
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