by r.

Wild Wild bush

Out at sea

Infinite Complexity

Illusions are free

Cut the Kava

Cut it fine

to drink it

drink it

Until your throat runs dry.

Deep Dark Liquid

Cold Earth flows

Rooting in silence

The sounds of the

birds orchestrating

the welcome of

the sun as a

thank you for

another day.

The sigh of a wild sleeping

pig lying in the cold earth

under a Banjam

tree stretching its

hooves out, awaken

from the most

wonderful dream of

playing as a piggy

in the fresh mud

of a steaming, rainy

early morning in

the middle of

a dry month of August

deep in the jungle of

a tiny far away

island in the South Pacific.

Oh what joys does

life bear for a pig!

As the sun rises and the pigs sleep soundly the pastor is busily preparing the Christmas Mass in the Anglican Church of Aver. Colorful balloons, crooked candles and his big white and green rope lie ready. Today is Baby Jesus birthday.

He is excited.


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