In the remoteness, the south end, where the land meets the sea
sons and daughters running on the white sand
where their lives come and go
The golden farmlands reach the endless faraway
where the cows wander and speculate in tranquility
under the bright sunshine
trees reach the sky, flourish all year round
My followers look at me in an ambiguous distance
in their beautiful eyes, curious and shy
they jump into my lens, so excited
women hold my hands
men smile, revealing their red teeth
Those shelters are humble, under leaves of coconut trees
homes dot bright colors onto the green canvas
they live softly, they struggle silently
as billions of anonymous farmers in the lonely planet
throughout thousands of years
Fishes jump out of ponds
she holds her sharee and bows to the earth
Time slows down at the back of the motorcycle
where the land meets the sea
mangroves take a breath in the water
streams meander silently
the sun is going back to his horizon
the moment
I encounter the most beautiful scene in my life
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