“they hail the holy month by this creeping ambulation, murmuring an Om mani padme hum with every bead that drips from their blackened fingers. Sometimes they chant longer prayers, distressed or musical, flattening their palms together in still graceful supplication, or twirl hand-held wheels.”
Thubron C. To a mountain in Tibet. Harper Perennial, NY, 2011.
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