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seabhac
seabhac
Jul 30, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Mongolian Caress

Fingers stroke
Bow caress'
Khoomi voice
Vibrates and blesses

Safe within the
circle of white
Guest of honor
For the night

Sharing cultures
Singing songs
Drinking airag
All night long

When it comes
time to go
My heart is filled
I am aglow

I touch the stars
Within that sky
A night to remember
Until I die
— seabhac, Jul 30, 2009

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yenti

yenti

16 years 10 months ago

Seabhac

A beautiful ode to a memory, I would love to be a part of that where the guest is so honoured, though I am a guest to others, that are pure love and truth and it is a beauty that passes all the things we have here each day, where even the rose takes up the colours of the surroundings. I am glad that you have such beauty in your memories, Yours Ian.T
seabhac

seabhac

16 years 10 months ago

Thank you Ian, yes Mongolia

Thank you Ian, yes Mongolia is a special place for me to visit and work in I feel if a second home to me, the smells , the sounds, the sights so very different from my everyday life but you are so right that pure love and beauty surrounds us all especially if it comes from the heart. Liz