A contribution by Vanessa79
The wind flies over the empty plains. You've journeyed far in your pilgrimage, and you can finally see it in sight. Meru, Kailāsa, Kangri Rinpoche - it is known by many names. It is the mountain where Shiva raised his family, where Milarepa battled an ancient sorcerer. It has been sacred for 1000s of years. But as you stare across the distance, you wonder. Will this pilgrimage ease your pain? Will you finally find enlightenment? Or are you doomed to wander the plains forever?