April 21, 1950 - January 14, 2017

Sail on, fearless warrior!

Kasung die lonely

Forgotten and alone in the mountains and the fields

Their bodies return to where they lay

A million times before going into battle.

They dissolve

Back into the earth and sky

Their eyes becoming stars

That watch in the night above campfires. Their flesh becoming the mulch

That grows juniper.

Their ashes are lhasang smoke

Their spirit, the flash of the cannon.

They die without applause

Because their service is perfect.

Their blood soaks the ground

Raising wildflowers.

Purple and gold.

-Amanda Hester

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