Gentle breeze graces a few trees standing.
Their swaying whispers a tender sigh,
Together, they dance in sweet harmony.
Both grateful for each other's embrace,
In the austere, desolate expanse of Ladakh.


The air, unhurried and soothing, lingers with purpose,
Allowing the trees to revel in its tender embrace.
The setting sun reclines majestically over the mountains,
While a meandering river traces a carefree path,
The beauty unfurling in serene abandon.

Above, the moon bides its time, poised to unveil its luminescence.
Bathing the landscape in ethereal splendor.
The atmosphere, a paragon of tranquility,
Invites the stars to join the celestial tapestry.
Each eager to adorn the night with exquisite flair.

The azure sky, an impeccable canopy of delight,
Shelters this tableau of joy,
Where happiness is delicately dispersed,
Infusing every moment with quiet ecstasy.

In this single frame, such profound pleasure resides,
A testament to nature's boundless grace.
The splendid landscape,however,
Cries in desperation to save its splendour
Crying for trickles of water to survive its grace
Shouting in silence to save its soul.

From ethereal beauty of Ladakh..
21 Jul 24