Sikkim
Paradise of dreams,
perhaps the last of Shangri Las,
your pastoral idyllic peace
is like a life elixir
and a fountain of perpetual love
with your abundance of lush gardens
with the greatest richness in the world of orchids,
making actually your entire country
like a secret wonderful botanic garden
in the vastness of which anyone gets lost
to never reach the end of it.
In these dark winter times
it gives immense relief and comfort
just to think of your warm paradise
with maybe the most gentle people of all India,
indeed a fountain of perpetual youth
and of sweet lasting dreams
to always have in store and to return to
with fond tenderness and everlasting pleasure.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-12-09 at 10:28
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