As the taxi was wobbling

The track was suddenly narrowing

The langurs were suddenly running

The pine trees were roaring

The air was acting

No, with a mystery it was playacting

The wind was blowing

Snakes were suddenly hissing

Mountains were quietly whispering

With a mid-day sun shining

The locals were loitering

Suddenly we were ascending

The we started descending

I hope though the driver knew where we were heading

Otherwise a whole lot of time we were wasting

Atleast that was what it was looking

Till the time we were arriving

Full of doubts we were willing

Suddenly there was a gut feeling

That we would not be reaching

In the journey we shall be procrastinating

But, alas the journey was worth waiting

The beauty unraveled was worth waiting

It was as if the pines were suddenly changing

The mountains were baring

The owls were suddenly screeching

It was as if we were reaching

There was an air of anticipating

Happier I was getting

It was as if hospitable they were becoming

The whole scenery was swapping

To my co-passengers I was narrating

A story I was telling

In my mind the legacy of the place was playing

Suddenly, the barriers were breaking

In the head the blood was clotting

Suddenly was again feeling

Thresholds was it crossing

The chest was thumping

A very fast heart was beating

Anxiety was touching

Suddenly I was wondering

Over the top I was feeling

Closer to the goal was I touching

Like a bird was suddenly flapping

Over the top was I reacting

Suddenly was I arousing

From the deep slumber I was awaking

It seemed at long last the hibernation was ending

I was suddenly wondering

Nectar of the gods should I be consuming

Should not a pleasure be titillating?

Alas, warmer was I feeling

Or, wrong is it colder the feeling?

Lower the clouds were hovering

Enjoying the panoramic viewing

It was suddenly unnerving

Full of thorns the tracks were filling

Finally was I stopping

Off the car was I getting

Across the stream Teestha was gushing

Waves were tumbling

Waterfall was breathtaking

Through the dragon gates was I entering

A lot of answers was I seeking

A lot of stairs was I climbing

The prayer wheel was I turning

Anti-clockwise was i rotating

Heavy was it in moving

Blissful was it looking

Through the massive gates was I observing

The marvel in front was unraveling

Finally was I entering

Post the security check we were entering

The two main buildings were demarcating

Golden statue and stupa they were dividing

The symbols were breathtaking

The deer and chakhras symbols were amazing

Into the main building we were entering

With a glass the overhead roof was covering

The walls with red paint were gleaming

The whole story in the form of painting

Down the heritage was I staring

At the altar Buddha statue was resting

Water bowls they were offering

Butter lamps they were lighting

Oil they were pouring

Wick they were stretching

The monks were sitting and quietly praying

Rosary beads they were turning

Background music was inspiring

Lords name they were chanting

With Dorjee in the right hand they were praying

With a bell in the left hand they were chanting

All of a sudden the insides were churning

And I was suddenly prostrating

Heart was suddenly weeping

Bliss I was experiencing

I felt all the Buddhas were blessing

Suddenly was I weeping

With a broom suddenly was I sweeping

The next moment incense sticks were burning

And silently was I sitting

The flow of energy I was harnessing

The place was healing

The environment was inducing

I felt as if I was being conditioning

Then the place was closing

On the stairs I was climbing

On a special spot was I reaching

On a boulder was I sitting

The rains were ravaging

But, I was not affecting

The sandstone was not affecting

I was suddenly laughing

Far away the urban jungle it was seeming

A pure world was suddenly speaking

Hide and seek the sun was playing

The future was not mattering

I was in the present and enjoying

Mouths were suddenly closing

Eyes were suddenly transfixing

Conversations were not happening

Pure energy was amazing

The monks were running and playing

Elastic time was feeling

Suddenly I was loosing myself

In the moment was I leaving myself

No longer was I talking

Suddenly a thought was cropping

Is it my own attitude that was changing?

Has my soul been penetrating

Have the mountains been healing

The outsiders were frowning

In the end I was introspecting

In the vicinity a monk was working

On the stone he was writing

His attention was amazing

With a hammer he was working

The mindfulness was breathtaking

I feel he was inspiring

Suddenly my life felt like radically changing

Then I ought to be departing

Too much time was passing

With a deep heart I was walking

An unique object I was observing

The benches there were rusting

Guards were incessantly chatting

Intermittently they were chewing

Betel Leaf they were spitting

The holy places walls there were dirtying

Sadly I was disgruntling

Their attitude was disillusioning

Down the city was looking

Like ants they were seeming

On top of the world I was feeling

I do not know how others were feeling