When the glass was clean and
Everything was clear at the
Other End, Somehow,
I knew the meaning of
Everything
But of Life...
You left me all of a
Sudden with a wide gap
Between You and Me, and
Least hope of getting it filled...
I lost all hope in
You, Myself and God...
Land of Prayers, Monks, and Mountains
All standing tall,
Unshattered, Undisturbed
Strengthening each day with
Hope of Life and Ailments to Heart!
This might give you a jolt,
when you find me some day,
smiling and living;
As I was not this, when
You had left me...
I was totally the reverse...
Somehow... This Place... This Land... has a
different level of Strength...
This post is part of the contest Tibet: Roof of the world. Its people : Roofless .. on WriteUpCafe.com inspired by the Photo Fiction book The Stopover
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