I want to be a
Mountain.
Allowing that river
to flow through me
And those plants
to grow on me.
I want to be the highest
yet grounded.
So stern that no
force living can move me.
I want to be so vast
That any man who chooses to
Cross me
Thinks twice
Blinks thrice.
I want to proudly wear my
Steepness
like a crown
one adorns when they
reach the summit.
And just once in a while
I will let you walk
All over me
Grow on me
Feed off me.
Let you kiss me-
Like the spread of sun light.
I too will
allow you to be intoxicated
by my beauty.
Let you feel
like you own me
you conquered me.
I will sit still
as you pass through me
and pass you will
until gone
assured that you have learned
of my curves and
ups and down.
And pass you will
until gone
for no one ever stayed too long.
Unless,
buried.
I will sit still
I will stand tall
until the next traveller
comes along.
Shivi Writes 