Quisalan elevas

Return this man to Huma’s breast

Beyond the wild, impartial skies;

Grant to him a warrior’s rest

And set the last spark of his eyes

Free from the smothering clouds of wars

Upon the torches of the stars.

Let the last surge of his breath

Take refuge in the cradling air

Above the dreams of ravens where

Only the haw remembers death.

Then let his shade to Huma rise

Beyond the wild, impartial skies.


i ♥ HK

snaps from the recent trip


*all photos were taken with Samsung Galaxy SII; post-processed with Plixr-O-Matic App