Above us
Bitter cold and bluest sky
Stillness and smoke
Seen atop the ger
The lattice web
Shadows the floor
Steam breathing of the pot
Tea that warms the soul
Family dear
Shadows of the past
Dark upon my mind's pastels
Felt through the layers
The walls yield elements
Cozy stove, burning dung
Horses happily whinney
The wind sings
All is well
Above us