as the sun starts to rise the jungle comes alive
—cocks crow- burros honk -dogs bark.
Flocks of jungle birds screech the great flames arrival
all at the same time.
You can hear the rumble of the surf a quarter mile away.
Its like a hum in the air.
Like cells dancing and singing with a black mina bird in the heart.
He has yellow tipped wings
A coconut drops from the tree.
Far away on the interstate a truck grinds to a halt
to the smell of diesel and desperation.
In the stark emptiness of winter, 
the land waits 
turning slowly toward her.
I wait for no one
after years of waiting
the sun has risen
within

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