Gautamala
unity
your messages reached me now.
i was in belize, on a small place called la isla
cariñosa or caye caulker.
it was a dream, sweet and light and could last
forever.
i loved to live without shoes all the times. wearing
only my swim shorts and
every day, once or twice, a snorkel gear. more than
two weeks i was enjoying
the slow mood, the breathtaking views and the wind in
the nights.
life there is quite expensive, thats also why i had to
leave. i was looking
around for work; doesn't matter what.
there was a guy called maurice. he was sometimes
strange, but most of the
time very friendly and interesting, funny. he owns a
restaurant called wish
willy and i often ate there. he wanted me to help him
build a house and
asked me several times if i want to come fishing with
him. i really liked
doing this. i waited to start.
in the end these were just words and the only thing he
wanted to do with me
real was takeing cocaine in the evening. i do not take
cocaine.
some tiny little things turned, changed somehow and i
felt like leave. how i
said, it was also to expensive for my budget.
now i am in guatemala. beuatiful and i feel well here.
i sleept next to the
jungle in tikal, was awake long time because of the
monkeys and smelled the
nature, the power and the mysterious of life around
me. in the dark i stood
up and went to the pyramids. it was darkdark and i was
thinking about the
jaguar, the robberies and the rape that happened the
last years. yes, i
didn't feel to well these moments. my headlamp was the
only light on my
search for the highest pyramid.
it was a fresh morning, the birds in the crowns of the
trees were chatting
and welcoming the soon sun. the howler monkeys seemed
to be behind me.
finally, i was looking over the trees, over the green
roof and at the sky
were sleeping soft, orangered coloured clouds. i was
breathing fast, me
heart was running and knocking against my chest. i was
caught by the beuaty
of the moment.
soon i will arrive at the lago d'atitlan. i'm looking
forward and a will
miss you once more.
love
manuel
thanks for the bautiful poem about the sitting at the
edge of the world.
i want to see the stars with you too. we will see each
other someday.
posted by Lady Leisure @ 12:13 AM
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