Luigi Fieni

The journey my destination, the nature my sanctuary.
Kneeling to the shrine my invocation fades as the last word of a prayer lasted for the whole pilgrimage.
The body weakens as my soul gets stronger.
The sound of my steps echoes in my soul as the path crosses with my prayers.
Tracks, lines then inner roads as scars healing on this very soil.
Sweat as dew awakening my soul.
Soul steps, spoors behind my trail.
There is no end to this path, which gets lost beyond the horizon.
And I get lost as well.

Damodarkunda, placed in the Nepalese Himalaya, is a sacred site for both Buddhist and Hindus believers. Its sacred lake, as well as its holy mountain, is the terminus of a long and exhausting pilgrimage at altitudes ranging from 13,000 to 19,000 feet.