The Gold Liquid...
/The Gold Liquid Hunter And In Nepal
Coming from two different worlds, we were so different, but a warm cup of milk honey tea made us friend for life.
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I came on a four-welled black horse,
He came making effort for four-hours walk
on a dusty late-summer road.
He was a honey-hunter climbing up high
in the trees and a fisherman in the ground.
I was having high boots to protect
myself from bugs and snakes;
He run barefoot in a remote village set
in a Nepali jangle from sunrise to sunset.
I was having all metal gear
to climb this three adorned
with giant honey bee combs;
He had only two baskets full of hope
to switch on and a single rope.
He was poor, but he shared
with his village tribe
the abundance of joy and delight.
I was a foreigner, who studied the hunt
of the liquid gold in Nepal.
Two different worlds collided and made one
over a cup of honey milk tea at midnight.
By Petrouchka Alexieva
From: United States