Bright like a sun – More from Tibet

As I Grew Older  by Langston Hughes
It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun—
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly,
Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky—
The wall.
Shadow.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
Into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
Of sun!

People of Tibet

Their eyes spoke.  Their cheeks wrinkled.  Mouths smiled.  Their faces and bodies were full of inspiration.  They made me smile and feel.  They made me want to go back.  Thank you, people of Tibet.

For my thoughts on each picture, simply click on it and read the description.

Om Mani Padme Hum

Sometimes when we travel, I wonder if it will be a once in a lifetime trip.  There are so many places to see with what time we have.  Should it always be somewhere new, or shall we make a choice to see the familiar once again?  As we prepared for Tibet, and one does prepare for a trip like this, I wondered if it would be our only chance.  So we made the most of it, as always, enjoying every simple, adventurous moment.  And when it was done, my wonder changed.  I wondered when we’d be back.

After our return, several friends and family members have asked how it was.  I used the familiar “amazing” to describe the experience.  But, truly, I am not quite ready to put my answer into words.  It is a feeling.  Amazement, fascination, calm, wonder.   Tibet is a beautiful feeling.

I am happy to share just a few images of wonder.  I’m sure there will be more.