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Ode to the woods

Listening myself I encounter a loner. There is no voice Not any choice. Flute getting fainter Music still scatt...
By Hem Raj Bastola

Listening myself

I encounter a loner.

There is no voice

Not any choice.

Flute getting fainter

Music still scatter,

And a melody to heal

somewhere I feel.



Silence invaded routes

Noise of stepping boots,

Walking into the woods

Fallen trees I have found

And overturned roots.

Observing thunder,

Lightning marched,

Playing with wild risk


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Life still goes on…

A battle to live.

Among the woods:

shepherd’s song

And the flute.




Hem is a travel guidebased in Pokhara

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