by Shailendra Chauhan
The highest peak
Kanchanjungha
looks from India
silver-white, radiant
Snow-covered Himalaya
wakes up with sunrise
turns gigantic
One morning I saw
the dawn from Tiger Hills
Severe waiting
The recurrence of rays
intermittently
The Sun shrouded in misty clouds
appears all of a sudden
radiates all-over the valley
Tall trees
Vast greenery
A Tibetan Refugee Camp
The hands of women knitting carpets
Children quaffing their noses
Monks praying with beads
Preacher lama
This too a tourist place
in Darjeeling
The sound of a Tibetan song
The emotions in exile
The Sun is going down
Dusk is falling
The Sun sets
in Darjeeling
Last updated June 11, 2013