Jenny Chan 'I am Mongolian' ceramic H41xW33XD15cms



Original Jenny Chan featuring Mongolian script poem:

I am Mongolian

The aroma of dung smoke billowed
I was born in a herder's home
The wind, the great steppe
I consider it as my cradle

The blue fog rises
Gazing at the distant lands
My beautiful, vast country
When I look with admiration

The closing winds
Seems as if they were giving out kisses
Caresses, so lovingly like
My mother's forgiving hands

When I feel the gracious compression
My heart is in awe
My vision blurs, with
Tears of unparalleled joy