Unburdening At Cafe Thirteen Thousand Poem by Mandira Mitra

A trek to thirteen thousand feet in June
With roads on clouds roll-call,
And whispering willow retreats
Works wonders for the soul.
Mountains grow and shrink,
And wink at every passer-by
Lakes brimming over with mist
And the brimming-over-with-stars sky:
Acacias, rhododendrons, and magnolias worth dying for
Vie with each other for space
With upturned, eager face.
At a loss for words we,
With a little endeavour
Here laid to rest our memories
For ever and for ever.