A Poet's Pageant Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

And why should I
dry myself
with veils of lights
when vine grows wild
to keep me
moist and gay
and why should I
dig either end
of a rainbow
to seek riches

when instead
by climbing
its arches
I can be the arrow
the way
nature intended
me to be
and maybe
once there
I may become a spider

spinning
silver eternity
or do as I do
in my floating vessel
and hug the waterfalls
letting my ears
fill with sounds
of white froth and let
Gibran's Procession
veil my eyes

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