If I were to die, I'd like to have the world in front of me. I'd like to give one last glance at the things that I have discovered and the ones I failed to. I'd like to feel the cool breeze of the mountains and watch the soils change color under the setting sun.
I'd like to lie on my back and gaze at the miles that I've left behind. The pastures and grasslands where my soul would roam free, and the mighty peaks that forbid yet tempt, the sweeping empires that were created and destroyed, the pillaged world that gave birth to civilizations. I'd want to witness the history of one man's vengeance and the non-polarity of war's morals; Where death means the beginning, and a beginning signals the end.
I'd like to die where the deserts cling to the mountains, where the grasses cushion the galloping war-horses. I'd like to die in the center of a world long gone, yet not forgotten, ruled by a king despised, yet a warrior worshiped.
Mongolia.
3 comments:
Wow, this is beautiful. Have you been there? Also, have you seen the movie 'Mongol'? You may like it.
Thanks Isa, yeah I have seen Mongol and I loved the movie. I have never been there but that's something which I want to do one day. I've always been fascinated with Mongolia and Central Asia in general and just can't get enough of it.
Awesome! I wish I had something just as eloquent to add.
I never did that much of traveling so it does feel like I missed out on a whole lot of something when I look at that picture on your blog. One day (when I gather the guts) I plan on just taking off on an eternal road trip. That sounds like it will make a great memory.
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