Klarke, I see you...

The Climb had been rough and he was tired. With bare feet he trudged slowly feeling the heat which soon was to disappear as the sunset was close, almost relishing the friction that scratched his feet as he traversed what was left of the tiny distance that separated him from his beloved... A sight so splendid that it blew him off...

He had reached at the perfect moment, the radiance of the sun as it turned a shade of red losing itself to the expansiveness of the pink skies as it enveloped the mighty mountains...

It wasn't just the visual but the entirety of the experience that had consumed his senses. He lived it as the breeze hit him with intensity, he breathed it ,embracing its essence that had now been ingrained deep within his soul... deep silence reverberating through him. It was an acquaintance known too well,something he felt as he paced slowly through the ghats back at Vanarasi... A oneness came about leaving him absolutely breathless and in sheer of awe of all that was him.

Soon it would be dark and the magnificence that lay in front of him would be gone Its hard to 'let Go' when it becomes a part of you,so essential to your being;a drug to the senses, benediction to the Soul Yet mortals as we are plagued with a fear to hold on.

He felt the pain as he rejoiced the exuberance of a connection felt so profound and it became hard indeed to let go

He was a Romantic, He was mighty...He was strong...
and before the darkness could completely shun all that was his,he was gone... To 'lose it' was the fear and now it was here but as he walked away he realised though its dark and the chimera of his dream was fading, yet in his heart he shall always retain the song...