Road to self

Along the vast sand and rocks observing

We cantered until the horses could no more–

there we camped and set the fire

under the jewels of the night dancing in the sky.

Tales of ancient nomadic trade

of kingdoms founded and lost

we listened intently as the cold wind sang

and the wolves howled in the distant edge of our sight.

Hypnotised by the moonlight

I wandered without knowing

far from the voices chattering happily

Memories vividly came to life

in the deepest part of my mind.

Somewhere in the veils of time

I existed.

In the desert

where water weaves


I am living

The Way.


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