Veil
written by: Anu Shrestha
And it began at the southern edge —
a slow unfurling of the unseen,
where human dwellings rest
against the quiet pride of green hills.
From where I stand, near the far horizon,
something descends from the heavens,
softly cloaking the slopes;
the hills sigh beneath it,
their outlines dissolving into whispers,
fading — yet still watching,
still guarding,
silently, unseen.
Only those who live within the folds
know the pulse that lingers there —
the hidden breath of the hills
beneath the veil that never names itself.
Across the distance, I hover like a thought,
catching the faint silhouettes of what was,
of what still is —
shapes that appear and vanish
within the hush of the horizon.
I’m an aspiring writer with a vivid imagination, drawn to the art of storytelling and creative expression. Writing has been my sanctuary, a place where I transform emotions, observations, and experiences into meaningful narratives. Whether it’s a reflective monologue or a short story inspired by a fleeting moment, my words are fueled by a deep connection to the world around me. My blog, Mi Personal Odyssey, serves as a canvas where I capture my thoughts and share my creative musings. Beyond writing, I find inspiration in traveling and immersing myself in the cultures and stories of new places. Music, too, plays a significant role in my creative process—it often sets the mood for my writing sessions and unlocks emotions that flow seamlessly into my work. As a civil engineer by profession, my analytical side complements my creative endeavors. When I’m not writing or working, you’ll likely find me lost in a novel, jotting down ideas for my next piece, or exploring the hidden corners of a new destination.
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