Bali magic

Bali's heart beats water through It's veins
with bones of thousand year old stones
and skin of lush green, adorned with flowers
When It is loud,
It speaks with a breath of damp, heavy air
but mostly,
It sighs with a cool breath from It's Indian Ocean sister

It sees us
I see It

Temples of stone float magically atop water and cliffs
          meditating quietly at night
          while sleeping with one eye open during day
          to lazily gaze the flocking tourists in light
Poetic intricacies of fingers and black-lined eyes
          move to the golden bamboo sounds of Balinese music
Mystical incense wafting in air
Flower offerings blossom from banana leaf pouches
Everywhere warm brown skin glow with sun
The water gods send crashing waves to Bali's shores
          to beckon of their magic
          warn of their power

She sees us
I see Her

Beneath the resorts and stores and planted palm trees
Beneath the painted vision of paradise
Her blood of water becomes tears
She cries softly

Her soul is so beautiful.