It was a tough and a winding trail down the hill through rocks and boulders scattered all over the place. Many people seemed to have walked over this path earlier. Except for the trail path, the ground had shades of green, gray and brown – grass, fallen leaves, moss, little shrubs, broken twigs, uprooted branches, rocks and boulders.
From the heights, the lake was clearly visible – the view partly interrupted by tall pine trees which seemed to be have been around for many years – a silent witness to all that was around. The pristine aqua-blue waters of the lake, fed and nurtured by recently melted snow, were inviting. But the trail that led to it was taking its own time to traverse – as if it may be eons before the lake shore is felt under the feet.
After a long and arduous day-long walk in the alpine forest, I was soaking in a hot jacuzzi built amongst tall pine trees, resting the tired body and mind. Human desire and ingenuity had created this sophisticated resort place amongst wild nature, somewhere in the northern temperate zone nearly 13000 Kms away from home.
Looking at the warm vapor rising from the jacuzzi waters, I said to myself:
“Battered and bruised,
the body-mind seeks rest;
It’s all here and now, both,
in the jacuzzi and the pine forest.”
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