the fisherman's boat and body are one, rolling unity
Unity [Haiku]
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The boy pressed his hand to the cool interior wall, sitting on the floor of a dark, empty chapel. Outside the sun blazed, and humidity oppressed. The orphan created a narrative in his head, one based on some strange logic. If hell was an "eternal torment of flames," then the cool interior of the monk's chapel must be the anti-hell -- a place that devoured the heat of hell-fire... but what did that make that baking place that was outside those thick walls.
Along the road to Pangong Tso, I spied an odd marmot. 'Twas rotund of both gut and jowl, and had a beefy butt. It seems Himalaya's boondocks has quite a junk food glut. The rodent snacked on a cracker of the cheesiest kind. I'd have guessed one could search near-n-far and no Cheez-it would one find. Not in this remote borderland where few maintain a home. The point is, for a cheesy-cracker you'll have not far to roam.
Apologies Mister Lizard, didn't mean to step on you. But you kind of blend with the rock. It's not like in the zoo; where there's a sign and pointing kids and barriers, to boot. When one looks just like one's backdrop, it behooves one to scoot. Sorry again about your tail. I'm sure it will grow back. Call it a teachable moment, & get an orange knapsack!
The millipede was a foot long, but, some might ask, whose foot? Its own feet being quite petite might suggest Lilliput. But though it wasn't a footlong foot, it was long for a bug, a worm, a beetle, a wood mouse, a spider, or a slug. A snake that long would be a babe, or, at least, quite stunted. So, now I find my amazement being a bit blunted.

even the branches of a brawny Kapok Tree sway in the wind