By Rinchen Angmo
Someday we’ll stand in front of Singey Khababs (River Indus),
It’ll be a witness to us,
To our hopes and dreams,
To our tears and screams,
The cold echoes from home
Written by Lungmying Lepcha
the cold
crisp
winds
from the breath of the mountain
knocks through my table and to my ear
to wake me up
from the still sleep I occupy
in the afternoon sun ,
Listen to the Mountains
By Gauri Sharma
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A poem written by Lungmying Lepcha
I am because
we are
(A quote inspired by Cholhamu Lepcha )
It’s within me “deep inside “
We are not known by our surname
but by our anum Chu (mountains) ,
anom and anum
Aungkyongsong (rivers)
our mother Rungyu and father Rungeet
our eldest brother Anum Kongchen (Mt Kanchenjunga) and
to all the clans connected
within us .
