Infinite Freedom. A Jungle Poem.

Nov 16

In a car that “fits 5”

With 13 people

The only traveler amongst locals

3 in the front

5 in the back

5 in the trunk

Packed in like sardines

I hold on tightly to my drum to keep her safe…

Flying through the jungle

With my head tilting out of the window

Staring up at the blazing star nation

Looking for the sacred messages I know are written in the sky

Fresh jungle air blowing in my face

I close my eyes and look inside

The car is shaking because it is so old and because the roads are nothing but soil, rocks and mud

Spanish music blasting accompanied by the symphony of the jungle

Sounds familiar & unknown

Stray dogs run alongside of our car and cheer us on as we coast along

The car moves fast

Yet time feels slow… suspended

Tears of joy slide down my face

In this moment, I feel my heart beat

In this perfect moment I reconnect with infinite freedom

Written with love + care by,

Amaru Ñan Warmi / Zihuakoatl Zitlallinikue / Metsa Rate

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