
Credits: Black Lake (Mongolia)
united spirit
travel throughout creation
one with all
© G.s.k. ‘15
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The above haiku is condensed from this poem by a Mongolian poet, L. Olziitogs
Looking at mountains, I feel I am a mountain.
Looking at mist and haze, I feel I am a cloud.
After the rain has fallen, I feel that I am grass, and
When sparrows start to sing, I remember I am morning.
I am not a human, that’s for sure.
When stars flare up, I feel I am the darkness
When girls shed their clothes, I remember I am spring
When I smell the desire of everybody in this world,
I realize how my quiet heart is a fish’s.
I am not a human, that’s for sure.
Under the colorful sky, an immense EMPTINESS
Starting from today I am only…
© L. Olziitogs
and written for: Carpe Diem #863 Black Lake (Khar Us)
You caught that transcient feeling there. Nice.
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Thanks Hamish ..
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A very insightful post, G !!!
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Thanks Chris.
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Powerful words.
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You condensed the original very well!
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Thanks .. I really love these little exercises …
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Me too!
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very compact haiku on top,
thanks for sharing.
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Very Welcome Kora-Leah
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With or without Valium 🙂
Either way a worthy goal.
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LOL …
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Uhm … ok …
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