Sunday January 23


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A glimpse

 forth toward the steep climb

 to the  leading light of my long day

slight gentle beautiful determined bright one

patiently  making her way

she firmly alone firmly herself

to quietly remind me

that not so far away

for she I we two

our warm and bright future day

And to her then to say to tell

of how I continue to spin

in quiet patience the thread

for the loom as that upon

which we weave our

destiny together

through  all difficulties

and all changes

and of the way

over Dungda La


To gaze out over

Mount Dungri Karpo

glorious beneath the open sky

from dark outcrops

to blazing snow

that stuns the eyes

and lifts the spirits

of weary travellers


Then to a place

where the stone of sand

cut deep and stark

into the earth

reveals the sparkling

green depths of Mekong Da chu


Far will it flow

through two thousand kilometers

twelve hundred miles through

these walls of rock

that once sat beneath

the waves of Tethys sea

eternal ages ago


To the lands below

2400 miles of vast  bends

to the delta that bears it's name

But we make our way

here at this place

the bridge they call Druka Zampa

to rise from the far side

over Lao Shan La


Look beautiful one

an alpine meadow

vast beneath the sky

where juniper grows

its branches wave in the wind

graceful to and fro

with needles from whence come

the sacred smoke

that ascends from a dwelling

sheltered with its boughs

and windblown bushes grow here

beneath whose shade

grow plants of healing power

that bring the essence

of clear dry untainted air

to those who struggle

for breath of life

and flowers of brilliant color that  rise up

everywhere to bring warm beauty

upon this high vast plain

All this not so wonderful

to my straining eyes

as your determined beauty

and swift uplifted grace

that endures with patient  dignity

this that I see in you

beneath the open sky

on this afternoon

of our winter of working and waiting


Lotus blossoms rest

upon the window sill

and so we wait

two as one

we our effort

real and lasting

slight gentle

beautiful one

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                                                     * courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions.
                                                     reference material for the poem is courtesy of the Footprint Tibet handbook by Gyurme Dorje.