THE GREEN BOOTS ---------

Walking on the clouds on the way to climb the summit,

With the Green Boots that you bought for me,

Step after step, move forward guided by your immense love.

The ephemeral flakes of the clouds over the peaks portray elusive images,

Presenting the miraculous mirth on the snow mountain,

The inkling of the sun makes the melting mist in timorous face,

And the rainbow in its smile, showers prismatic jewels over the white bedspread.

The white damsels stretch their welcoming hands in demure demeanor,

When I see you in the middle in brilliant attire with splendorous look,

The scented savor of the blooming trees of the lower mountains,

That carried in the touching wild wind from far distance,

Reminds me secretly your unbridled hairs wrapping over my face,

And my mind filled with joy, inspires the legs to climb further.

When the nature unveils its untamed beauty being close to heart,

Your words flash in mind as The beauty is experienced in nature and in soul,

But not in manmade structural form or in bodily shape,

That dwindles in time but true beauty sings its immortal song in eternity’s touch.

The serenading song of the dancing mist in the lips of the mountain,

Makes my chilling heart filled with blazing warmth,

When playful sun decorates the virgin peaks in golden and orange caparison,

My uplifting soul feels you and captures the majestic beauty in your eyes.

The remembering mind makes the heart soaked in yearning,

The submerged sweet words arise under the layers of mind,

The loving promise I made to you in that full moon night,

To pluck the moon from the sky as a gift for you.

The dawn decors itself as the moon returns back,

A sudden splendor emerges in mystical, mythical and magical way,

On the white ocean with the standing white angels in circle,

As if in meditative gaze to The sleeping God on the snow bed in smiling slumber.

A marvelous blaze looked down from ecstasy’s sky,

Signaled as if my arrival on worlds of deathless bliss, master’s home,

The footfalls of the returning summiteers faded away,

A happy back home with winning flag to their beloved’s waiting arms.

My steps stopped to move further with the eyes to close forever,

And behind the darkness of the closed eyes,

Manifested at once an immense flash of light to inner gaze,

When soul released itself from the motionless perching body.

Being assured by the inner sense as this is the heaven,

The soul enunciated me of inner journey of meeting myself,

And the mountain opened its hidden treasure of Elysian land,

When the supernal sense knocked the inner door of heaven.

In flaming beats of an undying love,

Invading the absolute joy in domain of cosmic rapturous revelry,

With scenes of sweetness and serene calm that can never fade,

Wait with a moon studded home, a gift for you,

When you would return after living your blissful span.