10 Day Trek to Langtang, Nepal


In the blistering maze of a stone foggy haze,

I clamor over a high mountain pass with heart-wrenching delight.

My weighted aching back relies on challenged cold willful eyes,

As I ascend with the pace of a hungry goat.

Atop, peering through a blue skied pearl,

is a village, facing its ever-known Himalayan home.

Lost in a nest, hugging a crest,

They work isolated from time.

Now I wonder if there is more to fill this mountain folklore

of contented lives shackled up high.

Does the luxury of technology elude or conclude the salvation of Man's attempt to evolve?

I wake the dreamy truth, of future comings, in blissful tears…



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