One Morning

One Morning

In the young morning of winter,

I went on walk,

I went on a walk to get lost in the beauty of great Himalayan valley,

which makes winter's sudden sally.

On the ridges of snowing mountains,

I saw some people engaged in some hidden talk,

The first sun rays sparkled making a golden valley,

Which now made sun shines sally.

I was spell bound when I saw white mountains standing like titans,

like they were bind to earth with a eternity lock,

The people in the talk realized that I was on a walk.

They told me about the amber weed that was made up of pine seed,

It reminded me of the strength of life.

To grow out a weed out of amber seed,

On that young morning of winter,

I went on a walk,

and came back with some beautiful talk.

and with that moment of Ranikhets valley

I moved on with some beautiful memories.