Thinly Wangmo, Yogini

Thinly Wangmo, Yogini. Thinly Wangmo, a Tibetan too, Rode on her horse this way, Invasion came, Chinese, like rain, No where, to get away? Chinese war lord, occupier. Captured her out a riding. A nasty sod, an Asian clod. His anger, there residing. Belted bashed, almost to death , By a thorn branch, merciless, She catches of a final breath, And gallops off a laughing. And knowing well n understood, She knows it’s for her earthly good, This belting she earned by wood. Life time, she was a charmer, Absolving, her bad karma. Thinly made an instant prayer, While bashing, she was a suffering there, That others might be spared , A lovely little charmer! Chinese chased and caught Thinley, Her wounds had healed surprisingly, Came back some Chinese dignity, He knew she was amazing see, He asked, for him, she pray, She did the day he died…Don Johnson Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~ contest Thinly, is a true happening. It is part of a Buddist book. from which i browsed , and thoughts betooked and there of Thinly, she Tibetan sage. Seen good n bad and often sad, some of terrifying.... long as it flows babe...xox...Don