I am the Candle Flame
I am the candle flame for Tibet on high
My country stolen mountains in the sky
Valleys weep your clouds float on by
Freedom taken from me that’s why I cry
Oh mountain trails how I miss your track
My flame burns bright I want you back
Within my soul I yearn my eyes wet
Tibet you were my life ill not forget
Why did you come take my home away?
Even then you didn’t ask I had no say
You stole my heart my spirit all I had
Now here I burn my flame bright but sad
What did I do I ask the question why
For I grow weary to see my land for I die
Here I stand you smile look down on me
Ill fight for you till my death to set you free
So many years i've suffered silent in pain
How I yearn to touch your gentle soil again
To climb to yonder mountain peek above
Once more my spirit to feel of your love
Tony Robin Bulley 17th October 2008 ©

Vigil
Where are you now,
with your palms together,
bowing,
your dark red robes
wrapping the wisdom
of a thousand years,
white knife peaks,
and over six thousand
monasteries?
Your home not your home
and yet your home always,
you wander,
you meditate,
you chant and pray;
you teach, you love,
or you stay
and must keep quiet.
Yet prayer flags still blow
in high Tibetan air,
prayer flags still blow
in the deep dark-eyed hearts
of your people.
There are places
the intruders,
the violators
cannot reach–
places alive with
the smiles and tears
of your lost land.
Red robed ones
with your calm eyes
upon the world,
you who pay homage
to the consciousness
in all things,
you who see far beyond
appearances:
you know past time,
you love past duality,
and yet you cry too.
The mountains of Tibet,
the vast plateaus and
green valleys,
the sky lakes and blue rivers,
the sons and daughters
of this sacred land
know and wait for you,
and for their time
within space and beyond
to be free.
© 1996
Layne Russell
Many thanks to our member
Madeleine Weber
for her design work

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The power of love
Israel, Palestine,
let the sunlight illuminate
your mental universe and cure it.
Israel, Palestine,
abandon your rustling grudges and let the
power of love riding the future events.
Palestine, Israel,
destroy hatred and the power of love will fall upon you!
Brothers, let your inner desert flourish with light
People thirsty for peace, let the spark of
compassion light your hearts.
Let the rays of Justice illuminate
the incomprehension that
obscures your minds.
Let the sunlight warm the ice that come from your hearts.
Let the truth illuminate you eyes blinded
by the atrocities of war.
Palestine, Israel,
borders are only human limitations.
The walls that divide grow only
in the poisoned minds of men.
Brothers, do not let the tears of God
wet the corpses of the innocents, killed by criminals
who do not believe in the power of love.
Israel, Palestine,
let the sunlight illuminate
you mental universe end cure it,
for the horrible cancer of evil created by hatred.
Hello YAMILKA NOA !!!
I hope, you are fine and healthy and send you the most cordial greetings.
I hope, we all find a good way for helping the people in Tibet and for all the children in the world.
Wish yourself and your family a quiete, peaceful and happy week and for the start in the year 2009 all the best for you !!!
YOUR Hans-Joachim KNOLL