Most beloved Ma/Abei

It has been a year since we lost our dear Ma/Abei. We have been remembering her through the year, of course; during some poetry readings, or at some sudden thought. Here are some photos, and a poem (by Rumi) that we would like to share.

Photo credit: Elgin Kaku (Kabindra Narayan Deb)
A candle is made to become entirely flame.
In that annihilating moment
it has no shadow.
It is nothing but a tongue of light
describing a refuge.
Look at this
just-finishing candle stub
as someone who is finally safe
from virtue and vice,
the pride and the shame
we claim from those.
Photo credit: Lina
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