I’ll say it once again! Is anyone capable or with the right to judge someone else as “not normal” or “not worthy”?!
Calakmul, Mexico. Kingdom of the Divine Lords of the Snake.
Amazed by the inmense lushness of the forest surrounding the ancient Maya constructions and more than anything the trees growing on top, a special encounter inspired me the following thoughts:
Sitting, waiting, a turn of the head and there he was, twisted…
Awkwardly extending his trunk and branches upwards and sideways,
A messy and hairy cover that played with the clouds…
Weird he might seem to many, there by himself, with roots deep,
Below what human hands built centuries ago.
For sure I know, for my soul tells me, one of the special ones he is,
Different he is, and wise too, a lot he has been through,
And the right to reach for the Sky he has too.