just moved to view the window with light for reading
came to listen to the words held up
wiggling towards the mountains and pine
outside
willing bodies move to make rain
watch rain and surface from rain
soaked in Bali's down pour last February
plastic bags adorned women, men and children on scooter
flooded by Monsoon
a concert of plant and people, tire and wall
torrential beginnings
at a distance from here
today i'm a float with balloons and blessings
singing happy birthday by light
from past to future congress weary of waves
from neighbor to merchant
if the language not hold time by present sense
a year later,
i still feel the tracks
leading
and followed by
earth
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