--Oh Afternoon, Cualli Tonali
Presaged in Dawn as to be Awakened
Just as a word turns into a Melody
If I knew how I would do it today
and Assure you, I will grow to ripen.
I won’t wake surprised by a singing bird
what dew is to sing makes the song pure
and bird can only answer way way, plural,
being more than one source of its music
But this is just the first moment of time
what of the rest of the morning’s events?
Its hopefulness looming as though a breast
that a baby seeks out for a meal’s eye
Which back to the same, Cualli Tonali
Drink to satisfaction, the hour is Here.
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