Our mother gave us


but the mountains are the home of our





I falling love with the Mountain from one photograph
Then I went
To have found another few pieces of myself
My spirit strengthened in the presence of the Mountain
I returned again for the 4th time
Delighted to share the journey with many other souls
The Mountain was unseen upon my arrival, so I waited…
Again no words were spoken, but I listened…
I reached to the light beyond the darkness of the night
In the end of my solitudes
I foreseen a glimpse of my destiny
Written by the stars long before my existence
Birth, Death, and Rebirth
Another journey awaited when day began
I departed
To have found the magic ingredients to life
Learn to Live and Live to Love




Mt. Everest

        I approach as a friend under the shadow of your grace

The sunset reveals an intricate charm

By moonlight I edge ever closer

Even the wind is silent tonight

No words by the Rombuk River

As the moment becomes complete

Your rumours appear before my eyes

And the stars reveal your eternal life

Outside, in the unreal world

Flaws expand and multiply

But none will withstand the storm

when the blizzards and wind return

As my body weakens in the thin air

Your transcendence fades before dawn

I leave you now, for now

But the romance of our embrace

Remains in my heart…


Mt. Meili

No women can speak of

a decade of grace

under the shadow of

her purist perfection

No hero can be proud with

a lifetime of glory

in front of her heavenly power



The Mountain, Heavenly beautiful

A god, unspoken, is the most sacred and absolute Holiest

I am, earthly feminine

The admirer, inevitably, falling in love with the mountain




Enchanted by a loving touch from moonlight, I woke up
Watching every waves of passing cloud, with delight

Enticed by image of the mountain , I rose up
Dancing to the music from the west, by candlelight

Mountains’ mind
Has immense depth of wisdoms
The openness of her heart, pure divine
for all soul’ pilgrimage





Invisible through her veil of cloud

I wait, but she reveals nothing to me

Even as I am blind I can see

The end of my loneliness in her silent glory

Then, in the moment of her birth

Through the fire light of sunset

My existence is neither real nor illusion

Her birth is mine

Time steals this precious miracle

At the very edge of my solitude

In the darkness that follows I beg

For my soul to attain her unchanging perfection