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[philomela]

I wake to a yellow fire
a blazing light hanging
on my face
like a dream of floating balloons
dancing on my nose
& thru the wooden slats of jalousies
I see the leaves
of the mango tree playing
from fresh caresses of the wind
& in the sky
a dizzying blueness
that makes me want to sleep

I wake to a yellow fire
a blazing light hanging
on my face
whistles of keskidees
gently bringing me to life
& sounds of footsteps
like the charm of water-falls
to this smell of fried bakes
& salt-fish

& this yellow fire of dream
turns into the smiling face
of my mother