Turkey, a land of mystery and wonder
As you walk the ancient bazars
Here sweet spices assail your senses
Bright coloured material caught in a warm breeze
Lifting like gentle wings.
Beautifully crafted jewellery
Precious gems of every kind
Rings for every finger, choosing made impossible
Ancient buildings whisper come look at my beauty
Wonder at the builders’ skilful hands
A feast for the eyes.
You will leave Turkey with the feeling
Of having been on a magic carpet ride
Transported through ancient Mesopotamia
much later, sit cross legged on a Turkish rug
The journey begins again through ancient castles
Standing stone circles, older than Stonehenge
A land of old magic that lives in the air you breathe
Allowing you to carry a little back home
Where your magic carpet becomes
A colourful rug once more…
©anitadawes 2020
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