Grand Lake Poem by Jay P Narain

Going up the trail ridge road in the Rocky mountains,
was like ascending to touch the heavens,
The tall pine and Pandorosa trees got shorter and shorter,
The meadows, tundra, and remnant of summer snow took over.

On the way up, we met trio of grazing elks,
Reminded me of the ideal trios in life,
who teach us not to speak, see, or hear evil things,
They filled my heart with inspiration to bring happiness in my life.

While desceding, we came across the continental divide,
Learnt how the rivers can only flow east and west of this line,
To the little squirrel it did not make any difference,
It would gather nuts from east or west, wherever it would find.

Finally reached the foothills to see the splendor of Grand lakes,
The mountain and lake seemed like two lovers,
Whose match was made in heavens to live together forever,
The lake radiates the love in the reflections of monutain in its waters.