The veil of snowfall's cold thin silence
Mutes what memory leaves
Golden temples, proud like violence
Crouch under watery eaves
Men with Zen in a timeless ritual
Follow what the third eye sees
Carving up streets in the old habitual
Humming like a drone of bees
Parvenu monks in a portico slumber
Merge in the mists of night
Man-made constructs
Love will put asunder
Here in the Valleys of Light
Lose yourself in the murmuring kingdom
Give to the mantra-laced din
Find your life in the flame-licked truth, that
Shimmers as the prayer wheels spin
Come take flight with the Dalai Lama
Dance through infinity's haze
Om Mani padme hum
Wise cities of the white walled maze
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