In Ladakh,
There is beauty
In the beautiful.
In the harsh.
In Ladakh,
Both are one,
At once.
I was so happy
When I saw
The mountains,
Or blue waters
Of Kiagar Tso,
I couldn't even cry
I was so sad.
In ladakh,
It is all one.
At once.
Let's say,
It is all very moving.
Difficult to wrap one's head around.
So take pictures.
Say wow! Talk.
But in moments of silence,
Watch and be watched.
It is all so moving, that
It makes you still.
Both at once.
Similar things happen,
When I paint,
With Watercolors.
