Tibetan Prayer Flags

A friend of mine has a string of these flags in her room, right by the window. And everytime I’ve been to her room, I’ve been filled with an odd sense of well-being. If you’re unaware of the history of Tibetan Prayer Flags, I urge you to read a little here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Five coloured,
finespun linen
filled with
fervent hymns,
flutter on a fickle wind.

Floating,
fleeting,
fluid air
dances amongst
the flimsy layers.

Creating harmony,
balancing chi;
weathering winds,
sun & storms
stoically.

Filled with hope,
longing,
and peace.
Spreading serenity
endlessly.

These flutter in
the scorching sun.
Until they fade
into oblivion.

Until someone else
comes along,
with another aspiration,
a brand new song.

To string another
stream of hymns
and invoke
innumerable blessings.

This post is part of the contest Tibet: Roof of the world. Its people : Roofless.. on WriteUpCafe.com inspired by the Photo Fiction book

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3 Comments

Filed under Introspective, Poetry, The world around me

3 responses to “Tibetan Prayer Flags

  1. Thank-you for this poem. Until now I never really understood them as a string of hymns. Beautiful imagery.

  2. sprinklesofchatter

    Thanks! 🙂

  3. Nice writeup .. 🙂
    Do read mine

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