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Homage to the Victims of the Nepal Earthquake - 2015
“Three things cannot be hidden: the sun, the moon
and the truth” – Buddha
A vertical landscape of concrete canyons
Changes shades under the clouds
Like a view of the ocean tides over time
From the windswept dunes
That spans a far horizon of blue on blue
My sky, worn by the seasons’ ceaseless weather
Dresses snow laced branches on merciless streets
As the winter’s black night edges the full moon
Gazing serenely at my sky window view
Spring dawn shadows wash the pale three quarter moon
As green budding trees and vines cling to red bricks
Then the noon summer sun’s brilliant heat bleeds dusk
On roof palaces near the Empire and half-moon
When autumn’s void planets rob time's promised youth
The earth’s bent axis yields to the crescent moon
My sky garden canvas where I paint the clouds
Veils the wild Zodiac’s star field’s prophecy
“Everything changes, nothing remains without change", Buddha said
Gazing serenely at my sky window view
Sirens wail down the street
Coming closer and stop
A neighbor has died
An earthquake strikes Nepal
Shattering a sacred shrine
A monk looks sadly at the stupa where he prayed
Swayan Bhunath – a mountain of rocks
Now the monk must worship the sky from the dust.
Photo - Alan Glaze
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