"White At the mountain's edge, where silence reigns, The world unfurls beneath a breathless sky. Here, the earth meets heaven's distant chains, And time drifts slowly, as moments sigh. The peaks stand solemn, ancient and grand, Guardians of secrets held in stone. In their shadow, I trace the land, A solitary soul, yet not alone. The winds whisper tales from high above, Where valleys stretch in emerald waves. In the hush of dusk, I find a love For the endless space, the untamed braves. Here on the precipice, where dreams convene, I touch the edge of what might have been ©twisha ray"