30/01/2008 Ok, so this morning we leave for the longest and toughest stage.
This is getting to Tarepathi, 3600 mts, starting from 2400. The sky is quite cloudy, but the guy says ok, no problem, you can go. He
But it is a bit 'too young and still want to earn a thousand rupees, I would like a more reliable opinion and ask (through translation) seems like the grandfather from the time of his long experience. But the old man actually gives me an appropriate response to the wisdom that I expected, although not what I wanted "... and How should I know? "he says.
In fact at this height the weather is so "unpredictable", as many times also the Lonely Planet guide, which at any moment everything can change, that there are clouds or weather.
And, having said that, you greet and party.
But this is a day of snow (which will continue to fall almost always plentiful) and thus dominated by the silence that the snow always lies like a soft blanket on the world. So I prefer to leave room for only a few of the images and Aiku who stared on the paper as Dawa, my fifteen-year-bearer, I waited patiently probably wondering "what ci'avrà to write this instead of walking?".
(bearer sorry that I expect, but ....) The
Aiku are like photographs:
instant!
should be written immediately
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snowfall.
Each staple and 'a poem in a white Aiku
of silence
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Winter in the mountains. Under the blanket of snow
entrusted to your step
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Rami in the mist of snow
Bianchi
You are tense or suspended on
quest'incanto ?
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of staple fibers,
snow
cover it all this busy world ....
and we think a bit 'on
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snowy landscape.
In the silence of white light every form of language
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Each branch and 'a symbol
if the backdrop
snow
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Fog Fog Fog
.
What else?
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