Friday, 11 September 2020
A Dry Season Rupununi Day
Slow, quickening brightness
Damp, sweet dew dripping.
Aerial orchestra as the sky yawns -
Yellow, reaching through blue
Blending light with earth colours.
Blazing fury as time stands still
Shaded conversations and gentle sips
Cool breeze, like heaven's blessings
The hum of heat's heartbeat
Blending hazy rhythms of hammock swings.
Silky silence settles
On Rupununi sunsets
Sun-kissed golden grass
In that magic hour -
Blending beauty and possibility.
Slow, steady breeze
Whispering through trees,
Ruffling thatched roofs
Promising a blanket of night
Blending twinkling magic on black canvas
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