Back from Egypt and now - Unpacking at a Travellers Nest...

(All photos by Tavarua)

Back from Egypt - Unpacking at a "Travellers Nest" well -  simplicity, simplicity, simplicity...

Has your  travels trained you well when it comes to pack your suitcases and steamertrunks???

Headdress from Turkmenistan - I  use them as a lampshades...

The past - inspiration for what to come...

Pipes, humidor and  more books...

From room to room - the floors are covered with rugs - I walk on a part of my past and travels...

"Tod"  - having breakfast...

 and then it is more to unpack...

Sister of Autumn...

Daughter of mother earth

Sisters of seasons

Sisters of life - I am your brother of early days of fall

Together we walk into the deep forest of life and wonder

Sister of  Spring and birth

Sister of Summer - you were our youth , dreams and laughter

Now you are both long gone to the memories of the past

You woke the spirits of dreams, curiosity and exploration at heart

Sister of Autumn 
 Sister of colors- the sun melting the frosty cold with its beams

So this early morning travels

Sister of Autumn - we now share thoughts and feelings of happiness of the remaining of days

Gone is the icy night 
Cold air - incense of frozen mist is this day

A crystallized midsummer haze

Sister of Autumn - we walk under the canopy of warmth and fire of ever changing colors

Sister of Autumn -  we now stand in the midst of the forest as summer is drifting back in her sleep

Our thoughts rises with the steams from your creeks, rivers and lakes

Frost on my collar - I take another step and travel into a new season in the fields and gardens of life

"Tavarua"

There are two lives - One we was given and one we make...

The Nomad....

( A few more...photos...of those travel carpets...I live with "Under Canvas"...)

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The Oriental Rug.…

I have seen generations and great cultures come and go,

I am evolution and a nomad who have traveled from far away land,

I have been part of camel caravans in the Orient, Empires, and Harems,

I lived among Arab tribes in High Atlas, Mongols, Royal Courts, in Foreign land;

I have crossed the deserts and seen arid lands, sailed the Seven Seas, trekked through Mountain passes, and frozen stiff under severe cold in Siberia,

I have been slept, prayed, meditated, sat, walked, and dined on,

It has been battles fought around me, passionate love, political discussions, secrets of significant importance has been exchanged in my presents,

I have dined with the Head of States, Royal families, fisherman, tradesmen, warriors, smugglers and pirates alike,

I have lived in tents, stately homes, palaces and simple huts,

I am surrounded by mystery of life,

People have tried to analyze my characteristics,

I am an Artist, a Poet and a Legend, a little faded but you can still see the sparkle of life in my soul,

I have stories to tell of our origins...from Shirvan, Soumak, Bokhara, Samarkand, Damascus, Turkestan, and Central Asia we came, maybe one day, one evening, in front of that old fireplace with winter so cold a story or two will be told……

I was there in the past and I will be there in the future - who am I ?

I am the Oriental Rug……

- "Tavarua"

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(All Photos in this Post by Tavarua)

If I was a Map or a Compass, I would lead you on a Voyage around the Globe....

If I was the Sun, there would be no more cold days,
If I was an Iceberg, there would be no more arid days,
If I was a River, You would be a raindrop merging with me into the Ocean of Life,
If I was the rays from the Sun, Your heart would always be warm,
If I was a fountain, the water you would drink would taste like the purest nectar,
If I was a book, I would give you the rarest of knowledge and wisdom,
If I was the wind, I would fill every breath you take with the freshness of a cold winter day,
If I was the morning, I would be the morning mist over the treetops in the rainforest for your early awakening,
If I was the evening, I would give you the colors of the dawn in the horizon for your life’s canvas,
If I was the night, I would be the nightingale that would sing in your dreams,
If I was the music from an orchestra, I would be the most magnificent classical tones you could dance to,
If I was silence, there would always be peace to your noble heart,
If I was the East, the West, the North and the South, I would be the direction in all your travels, and
If I was a Sundial, I would give you all the time in the world.

- "Tavarua"

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