Friday, March 1, 2013

Cry out, cry out

Cry out, cry out
Red and black fire
Again and again
And red and black storm
Again and Again
The flesh and bones
In the pain of 
My home –Tibet…

Cry ,come on ,cry
A voice of ash after fire
Gathering an image of
Bodies suddenly wrapped
In fierce flame…

And a dark smoke
Rising , Swirling
From the last ash of bones
Slowly tied up
The soul of snow mountain…

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