Kisses the leaves of
Gracious trees and
Pierces through the dewy fog that
Lay sleepy over the lush mountainscape.
A child dressed in his true blue polo and
Track pants holds onto his mother's waist
As they journey to school.
A wild dog lies dead in the road,
Neck cranked badly to one side.
The Sun has come into its true power.
Now--everything is illuminated,
Brought to its full potential.
A young Thai man dressed in green camouflage
Stands with quiet confidence on the back of a
Song-tao, matte black boots laced up tight,
Close-fitting black beret
Meaningfully tipped to one side.
Piles of red rambutan and minty green cabbage
Characterize the scene of an early
Streetside market.
Elders gather around in front of the chedi to
Make their morning offerings of
Fire, water, flowers and incense.
Burmese women wear iridescent yellow clay
In stripes, squares and dots on their faces
So that they might not bake brown in the
Approaching afternoon heat.
The river flows through all of it, undisturbed.
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