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Mongolian Sunset
It's been a long, tough ride,
From bus to car I glide,
Tomb of Ghengis Khan,
Chinese soldier helped me on,
Luck and love but no song,
Journey on, my son,
You have just begun,
Your love like a river runs,
We drove in the desert sun,
Saved by a Mongolian son,
Sand too deep, dunes too steep,
Finally I am at fates end,
Is there a way for hearts to mend?
Time to rest, tension gone,
I search my heart, for you I long,
Bury your treasure, please hear,
I listen with my inner ear,
Once again on my way,
Looking for another day,
Did we find the place?
To you I look for grace,
Is there a sign from above,
Sudden rain, wild and rough,
Desert rain in my eyes,
Grace from above never lies,
Soon to pass, was rain by chance?
Ever upward do I glance,
Clouds drift, sunlight shifts,
Golden hues glow afar,
Your signs clear in desert air,
My hearts desire comes near.
Journey on, my son,
You have just begun,
Your love like a river runs.
April 2012
poem
by
David Andre' Klopper
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