FOR CLARA

 You were writing for Tibet
when death come;

painless, it was said -

but then they always say that,

and you were alone.

Your dog missing, lost

in the year of

overwhelming death,

and you had told how

hope had left you;

'This world is truly hell',

you wrote. So

much pain and suffering,

so much death

around you

broke your heart,

but to the end

you raised your voice

for Tibet, the chained

land of Snow Lion.

Let the white

mountains and the azure

skies keep in them your echo.

03.10.2020