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Walking Around Boudha

Look at the spire
That has those tranquil eyes.
You see a sky
Wide, wide and wide.

The sky is as elsewhere
Or it's not that elsewhere lies
Or it's not a sky
But the reflection of the eyes.

The blue width is solemn
With solemn Boudha underneath.
The marketplace goes on
With bargain for gifts.

The white floors with steps upward
Take me closer to the sky bright.
The eyes fetch bits of joys
From the blue of the height.

I make another move around
To have a view just once more
Guiding my new new friends,
Curious about the temple's core.

Some friends are with me;
Some are lost in shops.
The sky and Boudha smile at me
With a gift of great hopes.

The sky is the Boudha eyes
The eyes are what my heart needs.
They promise me the greatest
Peace, peace and peace.

poem by Atul Pokharel
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