Mountain mornings, where peace begins.

Mountain mornings, where peace begins.

धुंध में लिपटा हुआ इक ख्वाब सा लगता है अब,

सूरज पहाड़ों पर यूँ हर रोज़ नया लगता है अब।

When the Sun Rises Over the Mountains: A Sacred Stillness

There are moments in life that ask nothing of us—only that we be still and present. A mountain sunrise is one of them.

I stood wrapped in layers of warmth, the chill of dawn still clinging to the slopes, while the sky softly exhaled hues of lavender and amber. The silence was almost sacred—only the gentle rustle of trees and a far-off whisper of a stream reminded me I wasn't dreaming. As the first golden ray touched the peak, it felt less like morning and more like a blessing.

Sunrise in the mountains is not simply a transition from darkness to light. It is a slow unfolding, a deep inhale of the Earth before it begins its day. The mountains, stoic and unmoved through the night, come alive with the warmth of the sun’s embrace. Shadows recede, birds begin their chorus, and the sky turns into a canvas of hope.

With 💕 

Nihira