To Honduras With Love (Part Ii) Poem by Ayi Escalona

There are times when life
Is a question mark
A complex jigsaw puzzle
Scattered over the endless
Inquiries of my mind
I’ve often stood alone
Juggling my thoughts
Trying to decide on the
Absurdity and notion
The senseless and the sanity
The strangeness and yet
The reality of innocent vision..........
Between our islands
The sea.... lurks
Like a ghastly storm
Wrapped in the obscurity of my thoughts...
Let the chilly breeze
Take your sweet fragrance
And touch these shores
To run freely forever
When the sun's ray
Kissed the hazy morning
And the dangling clouds ruptured
When waves depart
And my soul will mourn
When the wind is upset
And rays paint the dusk…
My heart weaves wonderful thoughts
Because you are several colors
Of the rainbow…my life...