Hard to breathe
For different reasons
Muddy water muddy sky
Quinoa for lunch
Potato for dinner
There is no salt on the table
There is no salt in the air
But only Mapacho smokes swirl
There is a stoned Buddha on the floor
People start chanting
Various
Sounds of wind
Sounds of Icaros
Green lines move from left to right
Then, some blues and reds
There is a man
This man follows me
His body is seen
But where is his head?
There is more than one man
They are coming towards me
They have torches in their hands
I want to get up and see
But my body’s immovable
Must be someone up there
I feel it’s staring at me
Then the fear disappears
That’s only after seeing what it was
Or have I chased it off from my own fears?
It is getting cold
Someone is crying
I force myself some cold splashes
They say a tree has 1500 different spirits
Everyone gathers around
We smile to each other
And hold each other’s hands
Everyone’s in need
In need to be here and now
Let’s swim in the river of floating leaves
Able to breathe better
Carbon dioxide is necessary for plants
There is enough in the air
We need oxygen that plants produce
Nu says he was left at the jungle when he was only 15
He had to live next to the tree for 5 years
He had to eat the whole tree
Then he is the tree
Butterflies do not regenerate when broken
But they still fly and fly
Hard to say goodbye
My timidity reflects his
We will meet again
We will meet again
