Lotus Reflections and Mountain Whispers

The early morning at Lotus Mountain carries an untouched tranquility, as mist slowly ascends from the mountainside, draping the ridges like a delicate veil. Walking up the stone-paved path, the occasional dewdrop slipping from a leaf and tapping gently on the heart's rhythm brings a sense of peace. Birdsong echoes through the mountains, distant yet near, like the whispers of ancient legends. Reaching the summit, a pond of lotus flowers quietly blooms under the sunlight, their petals reflecting the sky's radiance, while the water shimmers with rippling light. A breeze carries the fragrance of the blossoms mixed with the earthy scent, making one feel as though they've stepped into a paradise untouched by time. Gazing out, the overlapping green peaks and the sea of clouds intertwine, and the subtle worries of the heart dissolve into silent dust. Lotus Mountain is not just a hike; it is a dialogue with one's inner self.