Antigua
rising slowly from the mists
vague shadows of darker gray
color washed away by night
waiting for dawn's lingering kiss
fire on the eastern horizon
grows brighter with each breath
baited and expectant anticipation
hushed world awaits renewal
waves sweep ahead eagerly
painting a watercolor world
rays of sunlight thank them
gifts of sparkling jewels short lived
gray rinsed clean revealing life
transforming into thousands
greens and blues and browns
miraculously growing from the waves
brave new world calls to me
excited as an anxious new lover
passions building with morning
impatient to begin our affair
tropical hug warming the blood
feeling the whispered calls
tracing fingers along my bones
impossible to refuse siren's song
so with long slow inhaled breath
nerves tingling rediscovered spirit
ancestral tradition reincarnated
the explorer marches forth once more....
Sheer poetry...
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