belly-deep in glacial runoff
amid an emerald sea
a mud-caked troupe of elephants
the marsh free of acacia trees
Kilimanjaro looms in the distance
the source of all subsistence
if it should go
they’ll never know
it’s a death they can’t outdistance
the !n(tro)verted yogi
Bernie Gourley. Traveling Poet-Philosopher
the !n(tro)verted yogi 
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