Jayshree Singh
4 min readJan 19, 2024

๐Ÿ—ปSoul at the Foothills of Mountain Mama



Have you ever not thought of me to be at your foothills to be at respite for a while? Have your strength called me a little SOUL in my grown up flesh and mind to let your foothills be touched with my flat footfalls? Has your phantom size been my phantomโ€™s delight? Have you ever made me dare desire to let my thoughts brazen your giant chest to step myself? Have you ever not thought like Lord Shivaโ€™s renunciation you stand as tall mystic to let me understand your foothills can be approachable only when the other is of the same stature? Oh! dear Mountain Mama I cannot be at respite until I find a way out to prepare you to invite me to your home of wilderness! Dear mountain mama you think my mind is still not mature enough to join your composite calmness! But your heights with Sunshine are for me an oasis to dream high to climb your peak! Your touch is my lifeline of panache! I know you are the same as Lord Shiva whose silence lets tempters await unless they are thoroughly prepared facing your undulating surfaces, crevasses, steep slopes, chasms and tracks. Oh! Do you think I am like tempters wishing to make their way up to your foothills, for I am basically not a focused passionate devout seeker! Grant me that big spark of that sunshine lit your peak with a gold crown, grant me that opportunity of tutelage by your grace to let me surrender my all inherent freewill to be yours, grant me that force of your tough roughness, that no roads get me to divert my path, except your gracious image my focus! Dear mountain mama I hope you too when like in particles of sand flowing in air thought like me to be like Mount Alps, Mount Helena, Mount Olympus, Mount Kanchenjunga or Mount Everest! Dear Mountain that time you might be in the same fear of being thoughtful! Your process of becoming had also led your strength in questionโ€Šโ€”โ€Šhow your composition of particles or of the Soul that lives in all particles could be an abode of Lord Shiva! Yeah! you got it to that iconic stature, right how! Think then perhaps your tiny particles with your steadiness imagined to float all particles into your consciousness, constructed a pyramid of your thoughts that visually appeared like a vault, but lived the duality of being in the formation of a ๐Ÿ—ปMountain! Ah! didnโ€™t you find then you just meditate your consciousness in all accumulation of your dust particles in ONENESS to lift their level unconsciously to some unconditional goal, which later shaped into a conditioned purpose to worldly ones, but you remain unfettered and undeterred lest people dissuade you to loose your integrated particles into one big huge vault of strong built. Dear Mountain Mama your edifice of imagination shaped so many models of zenith. Today you epitomise your devotion to your emancipation and live in the grace of infinite stamina to hold the turbulence of thunder and lightning, to block the burning undergrounds of the earthly tempestuous erupting volcanoes, your life consumes all poison of the fireflies and let live the hearts with evergreens. Oh! my dear sweet Mountain Mama, your love is my life! Let me be in ecstasy to chase you! Let me be in your trance, so your phantom image will be my pursuit. Indeed I am far away from the goals of pleasure and happiness as you sought the zenith by traversing not for pleasure and happiness, but rather to be the caretaker of windfalls, avalanches, and landslides. Same here is my lovelorn wish to reach your foothills to watch your lovely sight, to shake hands with your fine friends that beautify you with evergreen resources, to live for some moments by your side as to see how you might have gained this state of holiness that always aspires amateur tempters like me without preparation to be rejoiced with your inspiration. GREAT MOUNTAIN MAMAโ€Šโ€”โ€ŠFind me one of yours too sweet companion, I hope I will live up to your expectations!

Yours loving fan!

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Jayshree Singh

https://medium.com/@1967jayshreesingh A prolific creative writer as a researcher and critic so credited with Publications more