by Celia

A muddy slope

An emerald mountain of lush jungle

Slipping and sliding

Five humans made of star dust 

Of pain and beauty and love and sorrow

Bubbling water pouring steam over steep rocks

Engulfing the world in a veil of hot water droplets

Suspended through the air, and us

Five creatures made of star dust 

Of pain and beauty and love and sorrow

The water burns our skin 

Blooming red

But we welcome it, sink further in

Five bodies made of star dust 

Of pain and beauty and love and sorrow

Treading back to a home away from home

Flitting butterflies and drizzling rain

Drunk on the beauty of life

Five mammals made of star dust 

Of pain and beauty and love and sorrow

Diaphanous threads of light

Spinning across the world like a spider’s web

And us, caught right in the middle

Five beings made of star dust 

Of pain and beauty and love and sorrow

*We were so grateful to have Auntie Megan, the fifth being in this piece, join us for our final week in Colombia!