YELLOW EARTH – CONTENTS

Friends Of Tibet And Tibetans
A Little While Ago …
Fresh Snowfall On The Mountaintops
Early Morning Blues
Under The Shade Of The Bodhi Tree
Snowlion Cubs, Lost And Unaware
Awake From Your Slumber
Tibetans, Why Beg?
The Chinese Are Only Human.
Fragile Young Shoots
Bereft Of Knowledge
You’re Still Alive …
Listen To This Mournful Dirge.
Massive Shining Crow
The Dark Side Of Man.
Waiting
This Paradox Begs An Answer.
Gazing At Pale And Placid Indian Skies
Snowlions Don’t Freeze In Snow Mountains.
A Third Dimension
The Three Precious Jewels
Some Tibetans Wonder Why …
The Three Pillars Of Modernity
Fulfilling Dreams
We’ll Prevail If United We Struggle.
When I Was A Young Brat In School …
Cut Up Into Pieces. Timber For Sale.
Kunzam Pass
One For The Wheel Of Dharma …
1430 On The Banks Of The Kyichu …
Tibetan Symbols Of Good Fortune
Tsa-tsa, The Inventor’s Genius.
The Rock Of Long Life
The Four Harmonious Relations
Six Symbols Of Long Life
The Symbols Of Victory Over Disharmony
Reality Unprobed
The Eight Symbols Of Good Fortune.
Happiness Or Sorrow
Riddles Of The Buddhist Paths.
The Quintessence
Path Riddles
The Past Is Truly Over.
This Moment Is Truly Unique …
The Four Supreme Methods
Success
Bodhisattva. Jangchub Sempa
No Matter How Ill My Lama Is …
I Consider Myself Truly Fortunate …
Miracles Don’t Surprise Me Anymore I
Miracles Don’t Surprise Me Anymore II
Miracles Don’t Surprise Me Anymore III
Gandhi Taught Honesty.
Homages Long Due
A Word Of Heartfelt Gratitude …
Yellow Earth

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Friends Of Tibet And Tibetans

Friends of Tibet and Tibetans,
In the darkest years
Of Tibetan history
You’ve provided for us
With generous abundance.

Food and shelter,
Love and affection,
Sympathy and understanding,
Joy and happiness,
Inspiration and courage
And hope and vision
For a brighter tomorrow.
For a future of freedom
On the roof of the world.

Friends of Tibet and Tibetans,
Although I can never repay
Your truly infinite thoughts,
Words and acts of kindness,
Yet in token please accept
These unspoken words of gratitude
That pours forth from a Tibetan heart.

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A Little While Ago …

A little while ago,
I took a break.
Opened a paperback –
An anthology of poetry.

The few lines that I read
Went beyond the bounds
Of my naive imagination
And limited comprehension.

With the vocabulary too,
I experienced more of the same.
The lines appeared to represent
Rows upon rows of neologisms.

As for the language, they were
Contemporary western verses.
So pity me a confused Tibetan
Brought up on unfamiliar, alien soil.

Yet I’ll never give up,
For I’m certain – the world
Of my ancestors and saints
Is undeniably full of hope.

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Fresh Snowfall On The Mountaintops.

Fresh snowfall
On the mountaintops.
A drop in temperature.
The disease of winter.

Fresh snowfall
On the mountaintops.
Silently overnight
The hillsides have aged.

Fresh snowfall
On the mountaintops.
Dealing death’s blow
To pleasant autumn.

Fresh snowfall
On the mountaintops.
Heralding the rebirth
Of freezing winter.

Blue skies overhead.
Empty. Clear.
Genuine warmth encompassing all.
Enlightened liberated beings.

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Early Morning Blues

Early morning blues
On a cold, winter’s day.
All appearances suffused
With a bluish disposition.

Sky far away, a pale blue.
Getting bluer nearby.
Overhead deep blue. Brilliant.
Awash with the sun’s rays.

The mountains truly pure
With just a tinge of blue.
The hills and forests still
Shaded, painted a dirty blue.

The valleys with humans,
Blue-grey smoke arising.
Climbing and thinning out
Colouring empty space.

Rivers frothing and bubbling.
Transparent blue waters.
Turquoise roadside puddles
And Blue-green algaed ponds.

Why this mass of blue today?
Of course it’s merely
A reflection of the vast
All-pervading sky above and light.

Sky blue, empty and clear.
Perfected enlightened view.
Sunrays on the mountaintops.
Warm compassion exuding.

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Under The Shade Of The Bodhi Tree

I’ve sat under
The shade of the Bodhi tree,
Waiting for enlightenment
Oblivious to the sufferings all around me.

I’ve sat below
The enormous stupa at Sarnath,
Listening to a pilgrim from Tibet
Praising the wisdom of my Lama.

I’ve sat through
His Holiness’ teachings in Dharamsala,
Wondering if the English translation
Was easier than the Tibetan original.

I’ve sat blankly
At the feet of my Lama.
Ignorant. Unaware that I was
In the presence of an Awakened being.

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Snowlion Cubs, Lost And Unaware

Snowlion cubs,
Lost and unaware
Of our nation’s past glories.

Revelling in mundane mediocrity,
We clamour for alien ways
In the precious present.

Maneless. Stark naked.
Blind within.
No vision for the future.

Snowlion cubs,
Pray, become aware today.
Resurrect yourself and homeland.

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Awake From Your Slumber

 

Noble youths
Of warm Tibetan blood.
Awake from your slumber.
Dedicate this century
For your nation’s freedom.

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Tibetans, Why Beg?

 

Tibetans, why beg
From the Chinese
For our inheritance.
Do robbers willingly
Return stolen goods?

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The Chinese Are Only Human.

Tibetan youths,
Be ambitious. Be bold.
Be confident. Be aware
And always persevere.

The Chinese
Are only human.
Slowly but surely
They will retreat.

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