Lounging in the world
of moving clouds
and blissful sun
I wait for sun rays
to warm my soul.

Parrots, with their shiny
green bodies and beautiful
red beaks
fly from one tree top to another

Season of mangoes
is long gone
There are no flowers
nor there will be for another several months
Yet, the tree
hides the pirate parrots
inside its womb
camouflaging them
as they look at the world
through the looking glass….