Upon Googling the Murree Hills – “first glimpse of mountains” – Some Haiku

first glimpse of mountains
smudged above weary plains; my
heart set to skipping

flat in illinois
massed thunderheads awak’ning
first glimpse of mountains

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Another poem and more explication here.

murree monsoon: a suite

the clouds hang silent
ensconcing wood and village
a mountain monsoon

within the dimness,
a cicada cries, lonely
like the call to prayer

outside dripping dark;
inside our ovaltine and
braving of cold sheets

bright fog after rain;
we stand on the bridge watching
the cataract roar