Mountain Whisper

There is a laugh, there is a tear,
and then there is all that's in between 
There is a moment, there is a thought, 
and then there is a lifetime unexplored. 

There is a mountain whisper, sealing the momentous laugh and the thoughtful tear. The whisper suddenly halts and narrates a poem, from my own mind, to me... 


The mountain whisper, is my best friend, 
as the story it narrates takes me to me. 
The mountain whisper is a flirtatious one, 
it makes me chuckle, it makes me blush, 
it makes me fall in love, all over again. 

My soul trails many paths, seeking the mountain whisper that knows it all. Seeking that mountain whisper which is but a reflection of 'I'. 

There is a hum, there is a tune
and then there is a ditty 
There is a letter, there is a verse
and then there is a living ballad

The ballad breathes my life, feeds on me. It sleeps my dreams and then makes me forget who I am. 

"It's there, it's all there" cries the desperate ballad, then absorbing the mountain whisper, it finds a nook, where they both retire, waiting for the sunrise, waiting for their meaning, waiting... for Me!