The hermit seeks in silence
Spellbound by the revolving rich scenery
From the deepest seat of seclusion
The mind reaches the zenith
A perceptive mind comprehends
An entire view of the universe
Connected to the pulsating heart
Resonating with every beat
Covered by the soft membrane
The landscape is an inclusive crucible
Many souls come here in search
From here starts the saga of realization
Surrounded by the lofty mountains
Gentle murmur of the clear streams
Gentle sway of the trees
The echoes of the mind and nature’s music
Blends to create a harmonic wave
Hermit feels one with the beauteous forms
Nature places a healing touch
Closed eyes blessed with vision of eternity
Ecstatic feeling, to pirouette with the universe©
Amitav Chowdhury 
I read about a hermit who lives in a cave on the Indo-Tibetan border near Joshimath- and when I read this poem, I was reminded of him- Sun or wind he wears the same clothes, eats what little food people provide him with ( if they do) and lives in complete harmony with his surroundings. I think he’s called ” The silent sage”.
Susie
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They are timeless and messengers of peace and harmony. Their meditation has reached the highest consciousness. Here’s to peace and prosperity for this world. 🙂
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Amit, may all your dreams come true.
From one friend to another.
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Thank you so much, Susie. This is all I need, best wishes and support from friends. 🙂 It’s precious. Best wishes to you too.
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