The golden clouds
Tease the landscape
With their fond reassurance
How I remember the road to
Nam Tso in the summer –
The crashing stream
Running happily beside us
No Nepali music
Will ever sound
So good –
The road beckons
Longingly with
The summer’s heart.
How does it know the time
Will flow to the end
Like a river?
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- You can find links to my published writings at: stirlingdavenport.com. These include two fantasy novels, a collection of short stories, and various stories and poems in anthologies. Also check out the link to my son Miles Ballew's children's book "Too Many Friends" with his great illustrations. My mainstream novel is out to agents, looking for a publisher. As always, writing is my calling, painting is my dharma, and I walk in nature to clear my head. The rest is just fiction.
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