Hiking Poem by Ramesh Shrestha

Walking up the hill,
I found the profound peace,
Alleviating the grief,
Making a bit relief.

The trees that I pass,
The brooks that I cross,
Electrifies my nerves,
And boost up my heart.

The breeze that I feel,
The flowers that I smell,
Gives me such pleasure,
That heaven may have failed.

The cliffs up the way,
And panaroma down the stay,
Gives me such fressness,
That can make me senseless.

Every leaves of the trees,
Every pebbles on the way,
Have their story to tell,
Charming than any novel.

The sweat on my body,
Makes me so cool,
Like I was under,
A swimming pool!

As I walked left and right,
On the gloomy day light,
I saw such living things,
Not found in our surroundings.

As I walked and walked,
Until my feet ached,
I found such place,
Better in every ways.

It was so plain,
It was so clean,
It was a small village,
For the pilgrimage.

The houses were crude,
The people were cute,
Environment was faraway,
From any dispute.

I went to a temple,
And preyed with the god,
To fill every hearts,
With kindness and love.

I went to a house,
With a stone roof,
And ate the offerings,
With love and blessings.

Then it was a time,
To decline,
To the place,
Where I originate.

Bidding good bye,
Sweet memories inside,
I declined,
With a heavy heart and mind.