Remembering the Gobi

A poem I wrote during my visit to the Gobi desert in Mongolia. It was mid-afternoon, after naptime, before dinnertime; I was inspired by the silence.

So desolate it seems, until you come near

then you truly see, how small it can be.

This warm serene feeling, like nothing I've had:
The wind in my hair, grass tickling my calves
the fragrant air is unsurpassed,
this feeling must be too good to last.

I can feel the quiet, almost pure silence
the sound of the wind, touch my ears, close my eyelids.
It seems as if I am so far away,
but its still the same moon and the same light of day.



                                                                                I know I will leave, but feel as if I could stay,
                                                                                soon I shall leave, hoping to return someday.

I feel no need to caption these pics. They were all taken in the Gobi desert, which is amazing.

Above is the "Timeless" painting by Jay. She is amazing. Below is the photo that inspired the painting.

Timeless!!

Thanks so much for reading! Cheers!