Down our little hill
the circumambulation begins
an opportunity to give
welcome
we each go our own way
influenced by the mantra of compassion
Om Mani Padme Hum
sometimes hidden
She sweeps the path, her son and friend in tow
the Buddhas delight in merit
more Om Mani Padme Hums
more circumambulators
flowers are offered
and prayer wheels spun
A lone Mani stone
and the climb begins
prayer flags flutter
we reach the level part
a last Om Mani Padme Hum
and home to where Rinpoche observes