A picture I took inside Labrang Monastery , Xiahe, Gansu Province. I wrote this poem this morning.

A red wind wall

On this narrow stretch
only lonely things come and go.
Dim shadows and faint
flickering’s of an adorable woman
– who loved me till the end of life.

And in this place, no miracles occurred
– there was nothing to it.
In a shadow of death,
final words are hard to find.
I only say then ” I love you”.
Nothing more, Nothing more.