The Rainbow Trail: Shadorma


The pilgrim
Walks an ancient way
From the root
To the roof
The stars above are within
The journey a breeze

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on October 11, 2019, in Poetry, Shadorma and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 14 Comments.

  1. Absolutely lovely. Especially to this particular wanderer.

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  2. Love this shadorma 🙂

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  3. This is just beautiful, Ben!

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  4. Reblogged this on Seasonings and commented:
    Ben Naga takes us to another realm in this beautiful Shadorma.

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  5. Truly beautifully put

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