Kedarnath at Midnight



The moon was quiet that night

As it bathed the snow in beauteous light

The mighty peak seemed holier than it had at day-

Silent, omnipotent under the starry sky.

The houses slept, enchanted as if by the silver wand.

Staring through the dreamy sheen

I groped for words and failed to think

What magic or power had touched the earth,

Some eternal poetry in forgotten script

Was alive at that hour; throughout ages

From prehistoric times.

Comments

  1. Hi Ruchira,

    Enjoyed your Kedarnath poem. We're taking a group to Kedarnath next fall, and I'm considering a midnight visit to the temple, with your inspirations. :)

    Blessings,
    Ragani
    www.RaganiWorld.com

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