Dew’s drop

Spirit that bathes the mountains, healing mother flowing from the sky

resilient force against carelessness, yet you harbor life.

Drip, drop, drip, drop

your wet heart fills my vessel

in one sip you transform me, traveling through my body, 

embracing in amniotic currents the one I love 

before knowing him.

Red Feather, Blue Feather

Red feather, blue feather
The secrets keep her awake at night.
Rock wolves surround the temple floor.
Black panther stands at the door.
  
 Monkeys scream,
 the birds take flight.
 Caves purge when bats alight.
 Another man will die tonight. 

I dreamt of a time and place I’ve never been to before. Palenque – Palenque, Mexico – Atlas Obscura

Picture Credit: Macaw Feathers by Jan Kopu0159iva, Temple picture by Mike van Schoonderwalt both on pexel.com