I see a lot of bonding where relationships are sought as reinforcement for one’s “image” – or as they say “like attracts like.”
But in a way, I do not see the relevancy because this type of pairing can miss an essential truth if we are honest and pay attention to our selves.
We are always changing and growing.
As she slipped and fumbled
To regain ground lost to her,
Demons grasped to prevent
Her escaping their influence.
I am bardly hanging on to my retraining studies, and feel my tenuous grip slipping.
Dizzyness akin to being flushed down a toilet and wondering where I’ll end up at out the other side.
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Remembering when our hearts were open – oh wait: it was only mine.
Earn power under the brave heavenly banner of ancestors ayee
Draw the sword and bow ayee
Striking sword, drawing bow, and shooting arrow we confront
In the fierce wilderness wind, they advance chanting uuhai
Through the cold weapons, battling with no fear of death
Forgo oneself with no regard for yourself
Warrior who sacrifices all his blood
Huuye Huuye Huuye Huuye
He is of wolf likeness and wolf attitude
If the enemy warrior’s chains intensify
Eeyaal
He never retreats even in they’re unstoppable and tough
The defender of the homeland
Huu Hoy Huu Hoy
Carrying Mongol in his heart
Sharp are his eyes
Composed is his face
Leading warrior in deadly battles
He is He is He
He is Tatar Warrior
Never kneeling courage
Tatar Warrior
Wolf that resists until the end
Never bowed his head down before anyone
Formidable as a steppe wolf
Huru huru under the limitless sky
Man with heart of gold who stands at blue Zel
He’s chosen by Khan Tengri
He’s a warrior of Blue Mongol
He’s a storm of courageous truth
He’s a hero made of bronze
Daring, dominant, wolf spirited is the Tatar Warrior
He is He is He
He is Tatar Warrior
Never kneeling courage
Tatar Warrior
Wolf that resists until the end
He’s a windstorm of the steppe
He’s a helmet of lightning Tengri
He’s loyal to the Khaan’s decree
His heart beats for Mongol
He’s exalted in victorious Tengri
He’s glorified in honor and dignity
He proved his loyalty
His name is immortalized in the history ooooh
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Howling once to the absent moon, she then disappeared around a boulder and slipped back into the darkened valley forest.
She found it difficult to trust the one she had hired, for Man had been known to burn down even his own villages.
My youngling and I keep saving the last good bits of food for each other – but then, no one eats them! Thus, a new communication strategy…
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