i remember a sky like this, a dark canopy weighed down by millions of stars. luminous liquid pouring out of a vast sieve, i thought. absolute silence. my first night in gilgit. gilgit, an important stop on the silk road. how buddhism found its way to other parts of asia. i was a child then, but i could sense the hallowed beauty of that unforgettable sky.
[photograph by cory poole]