Best Poem of Za Thinley Gyatso

Horizon Lost
Storm clouds roll in again and again
Till the snow high drift is utterly slain
Light and laughter began to fade
My world is now captured in shade

Lost our mother, drifting through the rain
In death, in heartbreak, in fear and in pain
Dreamy snow panorama, gone over the mountains
Over the desert and . . .
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My Little Bride
I sing through the wind blown
A song from the land unknown
Bewildered if I should rue or rejoice
For I can't hear her voiceless voice
Of her calling me again and again
If I'm crying or laughing in her pride
Of being her my little lovely bride

How shall my song reach unto her ear?
Beyond the . . .
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