Lake Peten, Guatamala

our rubber boat
and we
penetrate the lake
slowly  slowly
silent the lake
is glass to the sun
ringlets spiral away
and out of view
a silent lake,
the sun cools its body
reflecting a hypnotic calm--
a mirror for mountains of clouds
and the jungle sleeps
steaming and mute.
we float
suspended amidst
rippling cloud formations
the world turned upside down
and serene we move
only
with the breathing waters.



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