Rambling Words of a Traveling Man (Pt. Uno)

***Just a quick note before you begin. I wrote these over several days on a road trip through the Coffee Fields of Colombia. Some make sense to me and others do not. Don't fret if they are as clear as mud. A reminder there are a few morsels of tastiness below- SO BEWARE!***

There is a tree I see that dominates the skyline
-king among the urban forest.

I can see the airport strip from here
-a bare patch in the urban sea.

We think not for nature.
It is true.
Tell me what you see right now.

The buzz of a saw ends the life of a noble hardwood.
Decades to build what seconds
of coffee
destroy.

I like the way a bosom
slightly bounces when
a step is taken.
Nature's enchantment.

Chemistry is man's cookbook
to taste what we cannot see.

I was heard a tale of a boy who
snowboarded off a church roof.
He was the pastor's son.
It must have been fun.

Skin to velvet
a kiss with my wife.

Times they are a changing.
Changing all the time
now that a baby is on the way.

I love the mountains
I love to dive
I love her nipples
My head between her thighs

It is a simple question-
Do you believe in God?

We are a colored, glorious people
So what have I become?

Touche my friend, touche