Go, Go, Gone~

In those colors of maroon and saffron robes, I see the dharma breath high and varied.

Flapping through the zigzag path to the hermit top, I flap my ears—I hear

The bounty-rich religious cymbal enticingly entangle my thoughts.’

The thoughts of a worthless lone being mystified in an arena of Nirvana beyond concept. 

At Terday nay and Nabji Lhakhang

I sing and sing until thy hear my song.

The song that was composed for the selfless.

Come, little butterfly, at your pace, you carry my message.

Well, the river shalt be fast, or else I sing to the wind, the fastest.

I am deep into the emotions; emotions unveil the laconic of my song. 

Fortunate was I to visit Terda Ney (secret place) at Nabji under Trongsa Dzongkhag. I hope I can visit more such places in the near future. 

I am frequently away to the places where it is worth being. Bloggers, I plead for mercy in failing to read your updates. 

Thank you

~Sangay

The Wonderland

Sometime, one time in lifetime,

One day that day in that time,

You and me in our time together,

It was a fun time transient well in our arena.

Good or bad the thing may be,

Sad and happy the moment be,

Hi and bye thy utter succinctly.

Life shalt worth living for tomorrows leave past.

image from www.khinsider.com

Among those huge rich mountains,

Dwelling for the good of people,

Leaving the self for the sake of others in hermit

Thou shall be the legendary archetype.

A fine white steed gallops steadfastly,

Esoteric taste in clothes thy fear,

Oh! That is not that to consider…

I dream my wonderland 

From Shingkhar, Zhemgang

It was a long journey on bumpy roads. It takes six hours from Tingtibi to reach my site office at Nimshong. Again, it takes two hours to reach the actual work sites. It is tough and tiring even in a vehicle on those far roads. Gewog road construction is going on for Shingkhar and Bardo gewogs under Zhemgang dzongkhag. I went to sites for handing over formalities to complete. 

I was asked to be careful with work since the area is politically sensitive. I don’t understand why. The only thing I know is that I am taking charge of the services of dear people. Roads are necessary for the development to progress. I never expect people to disagree and nurse a grievance. 

 

come to consensus~ Image from http://www.wikihow.com/Reach-a-Consensus

It was inspiring to see laborers, machine operators, site supervisors, and Junior Engineer work hard to reach the road to destiny, gewog centers.  The very tiring work of drilling and blasting that rocky terrain is dangerous. Despite their hard work, they are not happy to hear those hard words of people’s disagreement. They become demoralized. 

I plead, people. Please come to a consensus. Let us construct and build for your own benefits. Work is getting delayed day by day. 

And for time to pass, I wrote the poem after listening to people talk about how Zhemgang and Bumthang are connected. It would be wonderful if I got time to reach Bumthang and Mongar from Shingkhar, Zhemgang, by walking. 

From Zhemgang Shingkhar to Bumthang Shingkhar,

For excursion that seem convivial forth,

Hoping best to explore beyond

It would be time passing great.

I shalt go~

Far and beyond the Agony you left

Far beyond the agony you left,

Flapping alone on that top, it wafts.

Be it zephyr or the wind,

Thou dancest for the beings gone and alive.

Shaded scribbles

From the bibles

With enormous devotion inscribed

I am subjected to subscribed

 

photo from adventure.nationalgeographic.com

 

From the daunting Samsara

Dangle with effort to transcend

To the safe haven of Nirvana

So I shalt waft far and more…