Rigzin Namgyal (9 may / India)
..an ' urge ' burns in my heart..
..a wish for me to see..
..the grand mountains stretching to the sky..
..n the beauty of being free...
..i wish to see more of those nomadic lands..
..that prosper infinitely far, far away..
..away from the blistering heat in this cosmetic land..
..where life is so dull and gray..
..i dream of the rugged mountains singing..
..covered with sunlit rays of shining gold..
..of places sung in songs of legend..
..written in days of gold...
..i long for the sight of the heavens..
..of those barren deserts and sparse oasis of green..
..and my heart aches for the sight..
..of something it has never seen..
..i do not know where this road will lead me..
..for it goes ever on and on..
..yet i bid it to lead me where ever it may..
..if i happen to reach Ladakh by d break of dawn.... :) ;)
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