Love Story of the Snail Queen
Poem by Tsamchoe Dolma: I met the snail queen yesterday. / She had a new crown on.
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Poem by Tsamchoe Dolma: I met the snail queen yesterday. / She had a new crown on.
The clear blue sky, / The warmth of the sun, / The fragrant flowers, / The majestic mountains
Buried in the folds of memory fading away / It’s my turn to spin the wheel of life again.
“I am not a creature of enclosed spaces, / I am the invincible spirit of the Changthang.”
How easily we forget that / A passionately new dawn / Sinks into cloudy darkness,
You, a golden child are born / On this autumn’s early dawn;
Another lonely night / Among moss and shrubs / With the sky as my blanket
Oblivious to my mother’s pain, / I leave her warm womb unwillingly / Fragile and unattended.
In a faraway land, / Like a bird betrayed of its nest.
Some feel it in the morning dew / Some feel it with the drizzling rain.
Yet another day passes, Yet another day sleeps / Enter the world of dreams, bringing love in heaps.
Poem by Tenzin Gelek: A place, I know as heaven’s clone / Now just a deserted soul all alone.
Silence of emptiness pierced through the air, / And forlorn feathers fluttered in the captive sky.
Sands of time slipping from my grasp, / Pages of my life, melodies of my unsung past.
Under the lazy sun, I basked / Reminiscing the past of joy and peace.
The dawn is here now / I foresee, a happy free Tibet / And our day will soon be here.
Sometimes I see, I hear, I know / My country men laying their lives
The earth and sky held counsel one night, / And called their messengers from northern height.
In the times now long forgotten / In the night of other ages, / When things were not as they now are
A city there is which lone does stand / In ruins mid bamboo trees