sunrise, sunset

Apr 29, 2005 00:30

the morning light brings new things...

If going to Cameroon, going to London,is all a waking dream, it is a dream that has made its way (finally) into my day-to-day scenes.

April 9th last year I wrote:

Warm nights beckon to me
Gray skies smother.
I yearn for thunderstorms
They awake the earth

I traded orange and red for
Pink and white

I traded dark faces
For the cold and pale

I traded blood and sweat
For air fresheners purifiers window cleaners
Deodorizing sanitizing
Wide and dull and spacious
Cleanliness replaced Godliness

-So, if that was last year, and this year I'm hopefully a little bit older and a little bit wiser, what's different? Maybe now I can realize that the adventure never really stopped. The life here is found pumping through the veins of the people who live everyday in this concrete jungle.

-So, when I come back, the sun will rise, the sun will set, and every day is a new adventure. The heavenly plan won't stop when I step off the airplane and it's not 100% humidity anymore.
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