Of Boulders and Mountains

I

Sunlight filters through the pines.  It comes through in golden shafts illuminating the pollens and dust hanging, floating in the stillness of HimalayaShiva summer sunlight, high in the mountains.  Up here at the source of the streams in sunny, steep Himachal Pradesh. ...

This poem was written while i was living with a family in the small village of Basgo in the high mountain desert of Ladakh in the Indian Himalaya.

i envy the grass in the field

its playful dance with the wind

its roots embracing the earth

This short journal entry was written August 10, 2007 in the small village of Basgo, Ladakh, up north in the high mountain desert of India's Himalaya.  I spent a month living with a family there, helping them harvest barley, hay, apricots, and apples, among other things.  As i was...