Poem- Blogpost by Dhanu

Lungterok,
The six stones
Where the progenitors
And forebears
Of the stone-people
Were born
Out of the womb
Of the earth.

Stone-people,
The poetic and politic
Barbaric and balladic
Finders of water
Finders of water
And fighters of fire.

Stone-people,
The polyglots,
Knowlegeable
In birds' language
And animal discourse.
The students,
Who learned from ants
The art of carving
Heads of enemies
As trophies
Of war.

Stone-people
The romantics
Who believed
The sun can sulk
The moon can hide
And the stars are not stars
But pure souls
Watching over bereaved hearts

Here below
With their glow.

Stone-people,
The potters and weavers
Planters and growers
Hunters and carvers
Singers of songs and takers of heads,
Gentle lovers and savage heroes,
Builders of homes and destroyers of villagers.

Stone-people
The worshippers
Of unknown, unseen
Spirits
Of trees and forests,
Of stones and rivers,
Believers of soul
And its varied forms,
Its sojourn here
And passage across the water
Into the hereafter.

Stone-people
Savage and sage
Who sprang out of LUNGTEROK,

Was the birth adult when the broke?
Or are the stone-people yet to come of age?