My Love

My love isn't a handsome boy with a fair complexion which is to be praised with flattering words.

My love is the tall, heavy heaps of accumulation of rocks, stones over millions of years.

My love cannot move but the emotions that they express are understood by me.

They serve me with solace and calmness.

I find love among none other than hills whom I have always loved to visit during my vacations.

The immense amount of peace provided by the hills to me cannot be compared to anything else.

Be it from the proud Everest, or the snowcapped Alps, hills will remain my love forever.