I hear so many noises
Cars roaring around,
And trucks announcing the frisson of life.
A choir at a distance reminds
Or would be some samba school train of thoughts? or somber songs?
Better saying: chi-tum, chi-tum, chi-tum…
I hear both coming down
All “Beija-Flor” drumming sounds strongly alive now,
Rimming sentences to Christ and all saints
Plus their partners in heaven.
Samba mimics prayers and the song goes on louder
Mixing up with some new vibrational inspiration.
The “Bem-te-vi” tells me he sees me and the chirping
Blends up with the mumbling Beija-flor choir,
Lovely colors partying in line.
So I stay quietly meditating.