Walking In the Clouds At Sapa
Rugged moss-covered rocks scale the ancient mountain
To slumber in the vaporous mantle of cloud, crystal icy water cascades down
Fine mist settles upon my face, I cup my hand to water and take a sip
A meandering river of opaque glassy emerald waters plunge then dash on by
Waters burble, drum rolls over beaten rocks, natures crescendo plays
Crisp air clings, then dances through the hazy hills, to twirl, then gently dip
Each step my mind captures the moment, rituals of village life
A girl stirs indigo water in a barrel, so I stop to ask how and why
Points to tiny purple flowers, vibrant colours leap from the purses on display
Nearby, goats perch precariously chewing, oblivious to people walking by
Salivating smells of chilli chicken, coriander waft lazily through the air
An elderly man squats, cigarette hangs off his lip, quietly readies for the day
Visitors desire unique experiences, risk to go where no one else has been
Breathe, the intrepid driver hurtles, churning mud, on the slippery road
Dashes past villagers and temples so I can walk amongst the clouds
Guide Ly Thy Ly takes me to her home and before the family altar
Feel spirit connected, I am humbled, every day they give thanks and pray
Tribal woman shares her heart, stands tall like the mountain and just as proud
Misty peaks, tumbling waterfalls, granite mountain ranges
Splendiferous from the earth to the sky
Natures wondrous beauty, stirs all my senses and curious mind
I learn, we love, we share, we take our place in the world
A spirit nature flourishes in your heart and in your soul
Simple is a way of life, so be gentle and be kind
Written on 11/07/2019
Entered in the "Tri-Con contest"
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
Copyright © Georgia Kereopa | Year Posted 2019
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