‘Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder’….they say.
But some things are so innately beautiful that whoever beholds they simply shower beauty…. and beauty.
Lake Tahoe is one such treasure of natural beauty where one cannot escape being spell bound by the awe the Nature inspires. HE has blessed the earth with beauty in abundance. The various spectacular forms of beauty make the earth a reflection of the heaven. One such paradigm of the heavenly magnificence is the Lake Tahoe, positioned on the northeastern boundary of California, surrounded by a gorgeous, snow-covered mountain range.
On one such fine morning, prepared for the chilling cold we marched forth for the Lake Tahoe, the journey fascinating as always. The surroundings soon began to undergo a slight change as we approached the destination. Snow-covered mountains welcomed us. Beautiful pine woods passed by as we headed towards a ski point. To our surprise, Spring had used its magic wand and it was pleasantly cool rather than chill.
It was the first time in my life to see and touch the snow. I was too excited to wait to feel it. That touch sent a vibration through my nerves telling me what those tiny crystals felt like being what they were.
The whole landscape seemed to pose for an artist to fill it in the canvas of his mind. I felt like an artist too, not knowing how to capture that splendour.
Lake Tahoe looks equally splendid through any angle. We went around filled with an extreme enthusiasm to take in each and every drop of that eternal grandeur. Those bluish- green, greenish-blue waters enthralled us to an unimaginable height.
We climbed one of the mountains with a terrific gondola, a ropeway so to say.
The view from the top was so majestic that we left behind the mundane world for an unearthly voyage. The lake, surrounded by the blue mountains with a sheathe of super-white snow on their shoulders stooping to take a look at their own beauty in those brilliant waters, put such a stupefying spell on the minds that it lies beyond the power of words to explain. The white wonder of the snow filled our beings with a real peace echoing through the green of the stunning pines.
The return journey was the one without us in ourselves as our souls were left behind in that rapturing reign of heavenly beauty.
Lake Tahoe has become one of the most cherished happenings in my mind.
Now I can claim, yes, I’ve been to the heavens.
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