Ancient Wind Advisory

Ancient Wind Advisory

Singing to his aging horse, old Baldan
the Mongol, slowly rides back home
from the top of nearby Steppe Mountain

lighting incenses, making offerings,
worshipping nature. Steppe carpet
slowly rolling under hooves as his

sleepy-eyed mount hobbles on stiff,
old legs. Suddenly she lifts her ears
and softly whinnies, warning about

the gust of wind that keeps prayers
from reaching heaven.