The book is a delightful story centered around Danzan Ravjaa, a Mystic Monk. In the process it tells us a lot about Mongolia's people and its Buddhist heritage. The entire book suggests a time and place far removed from our civilization, out in the desert, where folks do plays to entertain each other. The book has some Danzan's poetry and some sayings of Ravjaa, but the main thrust of the book is not his religious nor philosophical thinking but just the story of his life and legacy he left for Mongolia and how it survived against the odds. Danzan is portrayed as being a heavy drinker, a lover of women, a gifted poet, a spiritual/magical legend, and much more. One little tidbit I found interesting, was his innovation in allowing Buddhist Monks and Nuns to live together, and it appears in allowing women to participate in the Buddhist tradition. The book unfolds, as Mongolia people been for last hundred years or so, under foreign rule, how Buddhism was targeted, and the memory of Danzan Ravjaa was almost destroyed. In a small way, one gets to partake in the rediscovery of this lost genius, Danzan Ravjaa, with all his imperfections, and brilliancy. I would have liked to have seen more pictures of the land, photos of the relics, maps of the locations, and so on. Maybe even some historical and social background, like population at the times, major center populations, and so on.