Dzongu... where words fail, where legends come alive, where Nature speaks and Man...? Kills.

Fed by the glaciers, it cuts through the mountains and gushes through the valleys... quenching the forests and the fields...

Past hamlets of clouds that nestle on the hills... transient peace, transient beauty...

Can you hear it throb? The river and the valley? Can you hear it call out your name?

Where the souls take their last ride to go home forever...

Religion... action sans meaning, image sans god, prayer sans will. And a silence before its all gone.