Amazonian symphony

Rhythms of the rainforest
1
2
3
Birds chirp along
1,2
The frogs chime in
1
2
3
Then crickets
serenade
Birds
For 1,2,3,4
Then rest for 8
Stinky bird
Squaking and quacking
Hooting for beats
Of three
The animals
Are welcoming me
Nature’s nightlife

Colca kismet

Andes construct
The landscape
Of my dreams.
Imprinted in my
Soul’s memory
Carvings on
The stone of destiny
Markings of an
Everlasting journey.

Spirit awoken
From slumber
Like
Gentle
Rolling
Thunder.
Released from
The cacophony
Of a disassociated self.

Clarity of consciousness
Like
Constellations
Painted on clear skies
And the
Crescent moon Nearby.

Hundreds of
rock offerings
Lead to
Magisterial mountains
Recounting the
Spinning of the
Threads of
The map inside our
Heads.

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Machu Picchu

Riding on the wings
of a condor
I returned home
to lush green
splendor
to this mountain retreat
I surrender.
The sundial marking the time
Inti showing only
a reflection on the Earth
Practicing the same ritual
of being a priestess
since birth.
Fortress of agricultural riches
Rainbow present at the marriage
of the moon and sun
Stars aligned
as the calendar predicted.
The birds sing the chorus
while the Urumbamba river
keeps the beat
Chewing on the coca
Pachamama’s blessing
cloudy mountain mist
the perfect backdrop.
Overseeing the ceremony
for them to be wed
Inca adorned in royalty red
Puma at his feet
protecting the ruler’s seat
Snake rising above the ground
The Andean cross trinity
The sun and moon
united for infinity
Machu Picchu
the remnant of a
civilization’s divinity.

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Apu

The Andes sing a song
Perfected
by thousands of years
of harmonizing
The Colca River composer
Thousands of parts
combined to form one.
Blue sky audience
as the mountain
tries to reach it.
It plays in a cycle
llamas feed
humans eat
then both
nurture the Earth.
Lesson on how to
weather a storm
color melody
Listen
it’s lyrics spell
a symphony of strength.

Mecca

I dreamed of

Machu Picchu

the voices of

my ancestors

calling to my soul

evoking past life

memories.

Royalty, daughter

of the sky

standing by

mama ocllo’s side.

Constructed our

masterpieces in

stone

Regal and adorned

in gold. Our empire

vast and wide

We lived on top

of the mountains

civilization on the rise

Inti nuturing

the land

cultivated to feed

all

of

its

people

no hunger

observing the cosmos

masters in astrology.

Protective mist, shield

against the ignorance

and the weapons

they would wield.

green serenity

time escapes in

temple of the sun

Inca’s sanctuary

for fun.

wonder

just

wonder

If they never came

Quechua would

fountain flow

from our mouths

but history weighs,

colossal structure

now slowly

descending back

to Earth.

When this life

cycle ends, send

my ashes back

My spirit knows

the way.

Runaway

There’s an itch

in my soul

begging to explore

 

Get lost and

step into the

unknown

 

Feast on shades

of blue and green

hues of my dreams

 

Disappear, nurse

from nature’s breast

feel its caress

 

Marvel at stones

weathered by storms

hundreds of years old

 

Create a new reality

finally live the

extraordinary

 

 

 

Star child road

Heart wishes

 

Family roaming

the home, never

alone,always cared

for and warm

 

Pitter

patter feet

chasing bulldog

to play

 

Love

enchantment

all around

to stay

 

Spirit

 

Wonder at

the world

Believing the

truth

 

Chasing destiny

Written for

searching, waiting

for signs, intune

 

Exploring, never

held down, wild

stallion attitude

With a half that’s true

 

Journey

 

Releasing lead

breadcrumbs of past

Fighting temptations

That lead to missteps

 

Sailing on lake, calm

enveloped by trees

Pristine green, path

swallowed by the sea

 

Underwater to reach

the core

the answers we

all look for