-Kamal Shrestha, 2020
(From the book, “A CRUCIAL Journey of LIFE Begins”)
In the snowy morning,
One sang the song,
Another is in line to sing,
And the another younger one is singing,
A song of the snowy morning,
In the middle of the tongue,
Vibrate voices toward the snow-hill
In a musical tone.
In this snowy morning,
After an hour of work,
One is carrying fire woods,
Another is bringing foods,
And the another younger one
Is playing snow with cubs
Of tigress and snow-leopards,
Letting them, their world to rule,
Walking on the way to home— singing cool.
It’s January, a striking mid-winter
Salutes to that another younger one,
Looking as if a shaggy and raggy young boy,
Who is singing a song of snowy morning
With the tuning bell of Yak
And sound of blue sheep making it beautiful,
Emerging nature as a whole,
Raising high up above them all,
Where two of them are spending hard time
Carrying things inside the sky ball.
All of them are on their way aside home,
Though their feet are sensing cold
The another younger one is stepping into the field
Being snowy in the morning shield,
To lift snow cotton from all plants
Which makes me delighted
To breathe in the near spring field.
Far a distance,
Conifer and cedar trees are snow-capped
Like as it is tacking prettily
On his hairy head.