Am I the bird, the king of the skies?
What if I am the mountain?? Standing tall!!
Or am I the river? Gliding, and tearing through the hearts of mountains.
Guess, I'll never know.... So, I decide to be a solitary bird, chirping and tweeting above the clouds....
These are photos of Ladakh, India. So when I feel down, I look back at these moments...
As it is said :
I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Alfred Lord Tennyson, In memorium A.H.H, of his best friend's death.
Yours,
@beginnings