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Poem: Clouds in My Eye

November 27, 2008

By Tsoltim N. Shakabpa
WTN
November 26, 2008

The brown leaves are falling
A cold wind is blowing
As I lay on the tall green grass
And gaze at the silvery clouds above

I see the clouds through my mind's eye
Billowing and floating
Creating images and scenes
That I could never draw nor pen

In the dark clouds above
I see a tsunami forming
The vision I see is gloomy
That bodes not well for Tibet

I see a Tibetan nun
Praying behind iron bars
Followed by a prayer flag
Tattered and torn

A man in chains appears
It's my uncle
Some people are rejoicing
They're Chinese soldiers

Monasteries are crumbling
Scriptures are burning
For freedom people are yearning
And communism spurning

Hark! The sky above is changing
The dark clouds have disappeared
And blue skies now abound
Behind silvery white clouds

I see some jubilant children
Carrying the Tibetan National Flag
In shame some Chinese soldiers go
As Tibetans celebrate independence

Now butter lamps burn brightly
And cheerful faces are everywhere
There's the Dalai Lama sitting on his throne
And here I am looking very happy

Here comes my mother dear
Cuddling Freedom, my pet yorkee
As my wise father sits at his desk
Recording Tibet's independence for posterity

The heavenly clouds above
Blur not my vision
But stir a clear mission
For me to get a hold of
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