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Mamang Dai

Prayer Flags — 2

Prayer Flags — 2

Prayer Flags — 2

The wet mountain road.
This is where we spent all our time
wondering if we would get across.

Someone planted a prayer flag in my heart.
Green living, white clouds, and juniper incense
mingled with the blue
left by a sea that once owned this land.

Perhaps the storm will blow it down
someday, after it has halted the wind
a thousand times.

We found each other yesterday,
after they told us the past is over.
Now we are floating smudges of colour
flying high over the mountain barrier.
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Prayer Flags — 2

The wet mountain road.
This is where we spent all our time
wondering if we would get across.

Someone planted a prayer flag in my heart.
Green living, white clouds, and juniper incense
mingled with the blue
left by a sea that once owned this land.

Perhaps the storm will blow it down
someday, after it has halted the wind
a thousand times.

We found each other yesterday,
after they told us the past is over.
Now we are floating smudges of colour
flying high over the mountain barrier.

Prayer Flags — 2

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