Tuesday, July 24, 2012

I Remember...

Photo by friend Yangtara

"I remember
As I feel isolated from Tibet
The conquests that were made in fury
When roads were battered
Into darkness
I remember
This horrific

With the passing years
Houses have been mended
Yet, the scent of intense gunpowder
Runs in rivers through my veins

Daylight was turned to dusk
And lives were destroyed, great suffering
One wall was left standing of my home
Lonely, it was, no longer whole

Buddha, ravaged at the alter
Broken in pieces on the ground
Intended to tear at my faith
Yet, dedication and prayerfulness
Was not destroyed in the heart of me
Buddha lives
I shall Survive

From my poem

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