Mythic Fall, A Moment Gone

A Moment Gone

by Tsangyang Gyatso

A moment gone, hoisting the wind-horse banners

but not to beg good fortune . . . only to welcome your return.

A day gone, raising the sacred boulder pile

but not to accumulate virtue . . . only to cast a stone in your heart’s pool.

A month gone, setting all the prayer wheels turning

but not to achieve transcendance . . . only to brush your finger tips.

A year gone, prone in the dust of the mountain road

but not to make obeisance . . . only to press into your warmth.

A lifetime gone . . . turning and turning, mountains, rivers, stupas

but not to seek rebirth . . . only to meet you along the way.

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To the people of Yunnan, Tsangyang Gyatso is their great god. However, in my eyes, he is a romantic poet. (By the way, the poem is originally written in Chinese. I translated this poem into the English version. Hope you guys like it. ) In my last post, I mentioned the three kind women. But I haven’t share the rest of my photos with my dear readers.

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These photos are taken when we got the Mythic Fall. The mountain we climbed is called Meili Snow Mountain. To the local people, the mountain is absolutely holy and pure. In the poem, the poet mentioned about “the sacred boulder pile”.

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In fact, we can see countless scared boulder piles on our way to the holy Mythic Fall. The old grandma told me that, the boulder piles is the place where dead people’s soul can live in. For this reason, local people are very respect to these stone piles.

It was a long journey. I clearly remember that, I was totally exhausted when I was near the destination. However, when I actually saw the Mythic Fall, all my tiredness was gone away. The fall was so amazing!

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The Unforgettable Journey In Mythic Fall

After having a cozy weekends, I decide to share my experience in Yunnan which happened a few weeks ago. Last Sunday afternoon, when I watched the photos I took in Yunnan, all the details of the journey freshly showed up in my mind. What impressed me most is the trip to Mythic Falls, a heaven-like place.

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The story started with three old local women. I guess three of them are older than 60 years old. I and my companies met the three women on the way to Mythic Falls. They were very healthy. Kind is the impression they left to me.

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Sometimes, they were left behind by us, but sometimes, they were ahead before us. Every time when we met together on the thin mountain road, they returned kindly smiles to us. We barely spoke to each other on the way to the fall because of the barrier of language. We couldn’t under stand their dialect. However, the smile erased the differences between us and the old women.

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We shared the same destination with the three old ladies, Mythic Fall. However, we had different purpose. We visited the fall for astonishing scenery. The old grandmas were coming to worship the holy Gods of the mountain. For this reason, their footsteps were much stable and fast than us.

Even until now, every time I recall the faces and shadows of three women, I still can’t help to admiring them.

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