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Above the power lines

That droop from old, leaning poles.

But in Namtok

Speech drains strength,

And the mind hangs mute

As mountains stretch

Their trees and cliffs

Into the blank of blue

Known as space and sky.

Butterflies are legion here,

Cats slink about warily,

And the dog asleep at my feet

Found a friend, wordlessly.

Like the woman who sold me this beer,

The entire village hums and hovers:

Indecipherable.

This is peace.