Our Footprints

We were young when we started this long journey,
Now our grandchildren are big enough to ride a horse.

We were few when we started this arduous journey,
Now we have become a big caravan leaving footprints in the desert.

Our footprints left in the desert and on the mountain roads,
In the desert so many warriors are left without a tomb stone.

Do not say that they are left without a tomb stone,
There will be flower blossoms when the spring dawn comes.

We left our footprints, our destination, and all at the distance,
sand blown by the wind can’t bury our footprints at all.

This caravan will never stop, though the horses are too thin and weak,
Footprints will be found by our grand or great grand children.


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StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 5/15/2012 6:50:23 PM
I like the wisdom in this. It speaks loudly to me. good translation!

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Synopsis
I translated this poem form my mother tongue Uyghurs. This poem was written by Abdurehim Otkur. Mr Otkur is a famous Uyghur scholar. This is a poem from an Uyghur historic novel written by him.
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