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Jun 22
My breath is misty
cool air of Kailash
blows across my Soul
White tundra billows
endless drifts
only your flaming footprints
can be seen
I kiss each one
Will they lead me to You...?
Tiger skinned Lord
with crescent Moon
hearth and home are
a distant planet
my hands are frozen
in prayer position
Your name twirls like
snowflakes pirouetting
through crystal air
I've pitched a tent
under the Himalayan Stars
just one glance
before I dream
Beloved
One shimmering glimpse
Sonya Ki Tomlinson
Written by
Sonya Ki Tomlinson  Palm Bay, Florida
(Palm Bay, Florida)   
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