Vanishing Tribe

 In through an unimaginable vastness

Of twisting vine and blanketing mists

Down through thick emerald canopies

Where shadows form ghostly pools

And rosette jaguars devour the sun

 

A vanishing tribe

Lingers like a flickering afterimage

On the outskirts of civilization

Showered in momentary solace

At the very heart of a cloud forest womb

 

Clouds amass like silent warriors

Obscuring the skies like copal

We channel the thoughts of ancestors

Offer up gifts to the ancient rain god

And an arrow to penetrate the filament

 

A vanishing tribe

Flashes like distant heat lightning

In the recesses of our very souls

In the hollow bone of conch shells

At the very center of this eternal fastness


 

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