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Tryst with Mt Blanc

i remember
it was an idyllic afternoon in june
when i saw a posting order
of yours
to a dream destination of mine.
such a long time back but
it seems like yesterday
when you arrived in here
and went straight into
quarantine
of all the places.
i have lost those photos
but i remember them well
the balcony with the beautiful rails and view
Then the awesomest place to work in
with people so wonderful and from
such varied walks of life
that the work i did as a recluse
was more than made up by the
trails to the lake
to watch the sky open up
before me as a palette tray of colours
and as if the birds flying past
were the brush and its strokes
occasionally dipping into the
sun to swirl
and as if the lake was the canvas
for a painting
with
the swans, the fish and the sailing boats in it
its element of composition.

On some odd days i drive
to the mountains
on an invite it seems
for i had been looking at them
the entire week but always
veiled by the snow
out of my reach but within my view
ofcourse, i must go there
and move in its venous structure
the pathways meant for skiing
and of course i go
how else does one get acquainted
to a mountain
who just stands there
right before you
day after day
unmoving
but inviting, i would say.

Poetry by Sona