Sunday November 2
*
She descends in beauty
through the stormy day
gentle silently to say
Be not concerned spinning one
as firmly alone I bring
our shared shelter
we'll stay we
you and I
a hurai!
And so
we begin travelling
upon a land immense and high
that any being that there knows birth
is far closer to the sky
than any other place on earth
There upon a mountain
12 thousand feet above the sea
where air is thin
and food not boiled
a people carry burdens
over their backs
from great pit in the earth
To build Potala palace upon the hill
the hill that bears its name
over three hundred feet
that stands well nigh
an gold crowned thirteen stories high
But later then to tell of this
for to the pit goes our attention
for as the years went by
it quietly became a lake
with island in it’s midst
And upon this lake they built a shrine
a quiet offering
to the naga spirits of this place
a temple that is called Lukhang
The temple is
a humble place of just three floors
hardly to compare in grandeur
to it's companion with
many a thousand doors
But within it is a wondrous world
of paintings row on row
that hold the mysteries of a faith
and record the rites that prevent its loss
from oblivion of time
though there's more to say
I'll pause for now upon this line
Lotus blossoms rest
upon the window sill
for now we wait
two as one
we our effort
real and lasting
October 27
* courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions.