Lines written in Temi

 

In Temi’s tea, a sea of green

Looks to the mighty Kanchenjunga;

While Rangeet runs far below,

In his eternal quest for Teesta

The cherries bloom in Autumn,

The prayer flags all year round,

While joins the crispy winter sun

The lost with all the found

 

Lost, this vagrant soul returns

To the silence of the hills,

And in a cup of blackened tea

His emptiness, he fills

The hills attach to a cup of tea,

Something to take along,

Though the real peace is left behind

In the silent mountains’ song

 

Now every time, a cup is brewed

Even if miles away,

Happiness rises with the steam,

As if the vale clouds say –

That wherever you are, what be your day

In tea leaves used or new,

If you can find a memory

Can you lose the mountains inside you?

 

17^th December, 2022

 

Lines written in fond memory of the Temi Tea Gardens, Sikkim, where I was blessed with the views of the snow clad Himalaya, crowned by the Kanchenjunga, after a gap of over 10 years

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