In the heart of the valley, where mountains rise high,
Nestle Kashmiri villages under a sapphire sky.
Cradled by rivers that sing as they flow,
In their serene embrace, ancient stories grow.

Fields of saffron, a purple delight,
Bloom in the dawn’s tender light.
Rows of willows sway in the breeze,
Their whispers carried to the far-off seas.

The chirping of birds, the rustle of trees,
Melodic symphonies on a canvas of peace.
Shepherds roam with their flocks in the glen,
Echoing songs of their forebears again.

Homes of mud and wood, modest and pure,
Stand as monuments to life’s simple allure.
Their windows frame views of snow-capped peaks,
A sight that every wanderer seeks.

Children laugh as they run through the fields,
Chasing dreams that the earth yields.
Women spin stories in threads of pashmina,
Crafting warmth in the chill of patina.

The village elders, wise and serene,
Guard traditions in every scene.
Their words are rivers of wisdom and lore,
Flowing through generations, forevermore.

In the bazaars, vibrant and alive,
The essence of culture continues to thrive.
Spices and teas, saffron and wool,
Crafts of the valley, timeless and cool.

The orchards bear apples, cherries, and pears,
Their scent fills the air with a fragrance so rare.
Lush carpets of green, pastures so wide,
Reveal nature’s grandeur in every stride.

The mosques and shrines, sacred and grand,
Anchor the villages across the land.
Prayers rise like incense into the air,
Uniting the faithful in communal care.

Seasons weave magic, each with its hue,
Spring’s blossoms, autumn’s golden view.
Winter wraps the village in a snow-white quilt,
While summer sees gardens of beauty rebuilt.

But these villages bear more than their charm;
They hold the essence of soul and farm.
A harmony of man, earth, and sky,
A testament to life that will never die.

Oh, Kashmiri villages, a world apart,
You hold the valley’s beating heart.
In your beauty lies a truth so profound,
A reminder of roots, where love is found.

May your fields stay lush, your rivers run free,
A haven of peace for eternity.
For in your arms, humanity finds,
A simple life, of the most precious kind.