El Mirador
The Sikh man on the the rooftop balcony,
tells me if I have any problems in this city,
to come and see him,
and he will deal with it,
he’s serious,
and he’s loving,
and his black eyes reflect,
against the black streeted city,
in a way that leaves no doubt,
upon my incensed mind,
we are in,
a Belizean town,
on the Guatemala border,
it’s late the moon is there,
as She always is such a trusted companion,
the balcony smells,
of humid resentment,
there is a sleepy nostalgia,
blowing through the air,
everything looks misty,
tomorrow I depart for Flores,
then to El Mirador,
the largest pyramid in the world,
waiting for me to explore,
I have a few days,
found some extra time,
between flying to NYC,
then flying to Milan,
to find my way to El Mirador,
it’s a six day hike from Flores,
this is something that’s calling me,
told you before I’m a traveler not a tourist,
I’m packing my bags,
getting ready for another trip,
my business is straight,
and my 5th book is almost finished,
which gives me a few days to breathe,
to hike into the jungles in respect of the pyramids,
and I was packing my bags and getting everything ready,
when I decided to take a break and step out onto the balcony,
where to my surprise I found a man,
sitting in the dark,
resting in the infinite,
space of time and thought,
and when I discovered him,
he began to speak,
he told me he’d come from Amritsar,
and that he was a Sikh,
Seek and Ye shall find,
so I go with God,
and get back to getting ready,
for my trek to El Mirador.
— ∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆ —
The H Trilogy
Volume 1
7/7/16
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