To the hill, I mounted barefoot to see sun rising from ashes,
Heart thumping, blooms a sweet desire in my heart to touch, kiss the sky,
A river, meandering through deep valley makes me feel alight
source- capetown travel
Poetic form: Sijo
To the hill
HA's Place 
mounting barefoot to see sun rising from ashes… i just love the feel and atmosphere in this….
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thanks a lot.. 🙂
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oh sedoka.. yes that’s great.
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thank you Bjorn..
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lovely
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thanks.. 🙂
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Reblogged this on howanxious and commented:
I am a victim of bad cold- aching throat and the occasional pangs in the stomach along with a running nose. I may or may not post something new today. Therefore, I will be reblogging some of the past posts. This is one of them.
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Feel better!! xx
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Thanks. 🙂
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Beautiful poem, my friend! I hope you feel better soon 🙂
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wow!! this poem is so touching and incredibly breath-taking. 🙂
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Lovely indeed. Feel better soon!
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