Frozen Pilgrim

Beleaguered god-men in saffron lined the holy river the mountain road exposed dusty hillocks with tourist-infested tea stalls the journey persisted; the forests grew thicker, the path grew thinner Lohajung waited in silence. The lush meadows with their untamed lichens glowed under the mid-day sun by nightfall the earth was blanketed with white blossoms. The … Continue reading