घास्लाई घाम चाहिन्छ
खसिलाई घास मनपर्छ घास हरियो छ र घास्को स्वाद गुलियो छ घास्को रङ मेरो मनपर्ने रङ हो (Grass needs sun Goats like to eat grass grass is green and grass tastes sweet The color of grass is my favorite color) Gotta love Teacher’s trainings where we get to write poetry (even if I didn’t follow the directions and it doesn’t rhyme in Nepali OR English...) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And here is another poem, shared with me by Luce coordinator Li Ling. Crazy things are happening in the United States and I am so far away, but this brings me a bit of comfort: WILD GEESE by Mary Oliver You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -- over and over announcing your place in the family of things.
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