In this poem, I imagined of a temple in Nepal, somewhere near the Everest, and it is snowing heavily outside, while a monk lights up some incense and prays with me. I pray for many things.
XLIX
WINTER TEMPLE
I persist to wait
Till the break of dawn
Till the halt of snows
Till the storm subsides
Till the darkness glows
I persist to gaze
On the stone-cold floor
On the candlelight
On the gloom-filled sky
On the darkness bright
I persist to pray
For the bounds to join
For the link to heal
For the new embrace
For the darkness seal
I persist to go
To the ruins high
To the wail and weep
To the empty space
To the darkness deep
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
