The Final Tuck
/Footsteps gather around
diverged disorganized,
to attend you untouched
Tears clouded the eyes
The time has come
For the final tuck!
Prayers reverberate
Shadows of grieves,
Darkened the faces
The time has come,
For an unknown journey
For a well-memorized farewell
But will you feel the goodbye?
For the memories shall forget them
The cymbals clanged
Dancing in my rhythmic palpitations
Hearts drowned deep.
The unrest eyes stare
without a wink of sleep
They yearn for your final glimpse
The horns summon you,
wake your way to emptiness
walk you to nothingness
Sticks on shoulders.
You fasten your belts
to the fairyland
that you desired,
amidst the Dakinis
Or the netherworld
that I despised!
Melancholy dirges throughout your slumber
awaken your karma
All your sins perish,
in the pyre of redemption.
Flashes of your smile sparkle out
through the vision of my memories
The heat gulps down your existence,
And sanctifies the soul as your body
shrinks to ashes.
Freed you shall be now!
From grievances and greed
power and possession
the Worldly illusion
While the body unchains itself
the soul awaits,
To spin through the cycle of samsara!
By Sonam Lama
From: Nepal
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