Bare feet
turn orange
in Abadiania
while clouds part
to deep blue skies
The sky seems
higher here
I hear birds
by day
and monkey chatter
by night
Yesterday
a flock of green parrots
flew over
gaining energy
from the crystal
for their long flight
home
Wooden benches
hold the weight
of hopeful prayers
and become wiser
with each person’s
sitting
I am reminded
of the imprint left
on all we touch
and I am
ready to be seen
-Beth Pfeffer