An Ebb and Flow Ovation

Moonlight’s reflections bounce off canyon walls

My head leans back and my eyes close, as if the sun’s warmth is spreading across my face

The sound of rushing water pulls itself up, steps forward, not wanting to remain in the background

And I listen intently for the very first time

Droplets fall, currents move

The sound of a million hands clapping, an ovation

Not for one, but for both, ebb and flow

Taking quick bows, rushing off to create another moment

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Originally posted October 5, 2015

Cusco Moments

Burnt orange rooftops

Shadowed alleys, stairways leading up

Fresh lime wedges squeezed on ceviche

Stretched out in courtyards enjoying the sun

Patina tower tops against a backdrop of drifting clouds

Alpaca softness against my skin

Focusing on children’s smiles through camera lenses 

Inca Trail memories still simmering in my head

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Originally posted August 14, 2015

Following Tops of Umbrellas

City views from fifty-three stories up

Slightly cloudy, partial rain

A horizon of high rises in the distance

Below, tops of umbrellas moving this way and that

Not in unison, each with a different destination

A yellow one crosses the street

My eyes follow as it moves through the city

Stopping at street corners, waiting for lights to change

Slow, fast, depending upon the flow

It rounds a corner and is lost

And a feeling of wonder stays with me the rest of the day

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Originally posted September 7, 2015