Every day I wake up with a hope,
Every night I sleep with a prayer,
Every new year I greet with a smile,
Hoping the sun will shine soon
Everyday monk prayers chanted aloud
Everyday an old man marches step ahead
To reach in time to his homeland
Everyday an old woman knead rosary with her thumb
With a hope to sleep in the lap of snowy mountain
Every autumn the wind blew
To take my messages to my people.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
A HOPE
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3 comments:
I've been reading your posts and I had to stop, you know why? Because my eyes filled with tears from your words and their emotions that brought images to my mind. I will read them all soon. Thanks for your writing and stay with it, you have a gift.
Tashi Delek
Bob Karma Palzang
Your writing is very moving and heartfelt. Thank you for sharing these beautiful poems and essays.
thank you, for reading my blog, though i know there's a room for improvement but i will try to do much better....to write down my feelings.
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