Tibetaness Never Dies

I am sleeping

But my eyes are wide open

I am typing

But my fingers are stiff

I am singing

But my lips are still 

I am drinking 

But my throat is dry 

I am listening

But my ears are deaf 

I am walking 

But my destination is far 

I am dancing 

But my muscles are dead 

I am seeing 

But my eyes have cataract 

I am strong 

But my heart is light 

I am kind 

But my compassion is weak 

I am homeless 

But my Tibetanness will never die

*Wrote on the Friday night of March 23rd 2012 while Facebooking with DTL. I wrote this in a couple of minutes.