Where blue skies remain
\nNot a chem trail in sight
\nWhere snow falls in bucket loads
\nEvery night
\nThe might of the mountain
\nReaches the sky
\nWhere freedom exists
\nIn the wink of an eye<\/p>\n
Conviction to have it
\nIs unnerving
\nWhere edelweiss flourishes we
\nSee yaks climbing rapidly
\nDown the sheer cliffs
\nWhere the mindful amongst
\nus can see<\/p>\n
Tradition and culture
\nThe buidling bricks here
\nKnee high in snow crisp
\nand cold
\nPalkit and Tensing
\ntwo loving friends
\nWho both clearly felt
\nZanskar’s hold<\/p>\n
Women today in this neck
\nof the woods
\nAs here in the West cannot be
\nEither they marry or enter a convent
\nThat is their lot
\nSeemingly<\/p>\n
Thats where we falter on ice
\nThats too thin
\nLet them decide for themselves
\nTo begin
\nTo travel through time
\nNot be made to be
\nconventional slaves
\nTo patriarchy<\/p>\n
Where there is drama
\nNo freedom exists
\nWhere there is solace
\nThe dancing mists
\nCover our eyes
\nWe become Lost
\nas we receive influence
\nTo our great cost<\/p>\n
Thoughts on women in Tibet and beyond<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Where blue skies remain Not a chem trail in sight Where snow falls in bucket loads Every night The might of the mountain Reaches the sky Where freedom exists In the wink of an eye Conviction to have it Is … Continue reading