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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required China Tour Diary Moment #3 SHANGRI-LA, TIBET -------------------------------- Paradise on earth: Himalayan range; A phenomenon carved by elements; Here magic gives birth to ways that seem strange; A place where lessons of soul mark movement. Our tour coach winds round the mountain terrain; Drive on man-made roads and excitement here; High above the ground, feel Spirit's refrain; See wonder purge loads as soul knows fond cheer. Feel the calm ambience on this grand vista; Our tour group enroute with highway mileage; Notice a radiance beyond agenda; Shangri-la calls out in hidden lineage. Four hours on-the-road with punctuated stops: And then our eyes sight the Himalayas; Cold air sifts heat load as bones feel cold mop; There's a mystic light that comes in layers. I feel the splendour of an unseen touch; There is a measure of peace that surrounds; I sense a grandeur, an aura as such; There is calm treasure in Tibetian grounds. Now I start to know why I've always felt The allure that calls me to this strange place; No logic can show the knowing that melts; Understanding frees reason with sure grace. Mister Mao's China annexed old Tibet; The surge of new change has come to this land; Modern agendas have altered mindsets; Now ancient and strange meet a reformed blend. Here, the ancient lores permeate the culture; Ways of new and old mix and mingle free; Yet yarns from before linger to nurture; The life streams unfold in primal beauty. There is a certain atmosphere serene; An unspoken feel, an unseen presence; How can I contain what words find extreme; Beyond mere goodwill, a visage transient. Perhaps my musings are self-engendered; Still, I sense a touch beyond description; I wrestle feelings to learn things tender; A pulse and a nudge hints contemplation. Herein I realise a man's life reveals Moments and outcomes as change casts a light; Heed glimpse beyond eyes that grace now fulfills; A certain light sums splendour beyond sight. Tibet weaves a charm with calm caresses; The land breathes and tells in soul vibrations; Grazing grounds and farms, and homestead houses; On stillness I dwell in meditation. We check a road map that cites agenda; Stroll through ancient grounds to match new-found sights; Climb a hundred steps to a pagoda; We greet lost and found in the midday light. Capture a brief stay with silent prayer; Walk through temple hall as icons preside; Allow heart to stray with true wayfarer; Feel calmness mingle as silence provides. The day follows swift in twists and turns here; A sojourn that sends us deeper within; Here we turn the cliff and help our hearts steer; The bold homeward trend to moments unseen. Mountains and valleys loom in pleasant sight; A personal space between man and grace; Joy fills the alleys with spring time delights; Notice time and place reveal a sure pace. The song of the wind can be heard howling; No human voice can imitate this poise; It comes yet unseen to groom brief stirrings; Touch can thus rejoice with soul's preferred choice. In the new dawning, we tour the vast park; Take a coach upwards, climb the mountain road; Then hike surroundings to sightsee our marks; We circle towards where the end unloads. Yet, brisk as we come, too soon we depart; The sun plunges slow as coach speeds away; Awareness now sums in soul, mind and heart; No words can frame glow that settles our stay. As our day retires, we find fruitful rest; There is a feeling of a day well-spent; Gratitude fuels fire as sleep cultures fest; Sunset concealing as cold winds attend. Tomorrow we take the road somewhere far; This feeling of calm will bless our journey; Movement surely makes spring time moments star; Spirit's healing balm soothes pulse and sets free. Beyond time and space, a continuum strange; Know then that love dwells within and around; Greet soul face-to-face in full depth and range; Allow poise to tell fond joy that peace grounds. Leon Enriquez 28 May 2014 Singapore (Note: Written in China, Shangri-la, Tibet on Monday 26 May.)
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