If I ever go to Hampta Pass Trek,
I imagine the crisp mountain air,
Cool against my skin,
Whispering tales of ancient peaks,
Echoing the songs of the wind.
The rugged terrain beneath my feet,
A mosaic of earth and stone,
Leading me on a journey of discovery,
Of self and nature, intertwined.
The vast expanse of sky above,
A canvas of endless possibilities,
Each star a beacon of hope,
Guiding me through the night.
And as I stand at the summit,
Gazing out at the world below,
I feel a sense of peace and wonder,
A connection to something greater than myself.
For in the heart of these mountains,
I find solace and strength,
A reminder of the beauty and resilience,
That lies within us all.