No Comparison

Photo by Author

Photo by Author

Wealth and subsistence live side by side sharing the luxury of what has been described as Paradise.  Neighbors permanent and temporary, each sitting in the driver’s seat travelling nowhere in particular on any given day, no comparison to the world a million miles away.

 

No comparison

born to eat dust, paradise

maybe, for someone

 

 

In expectation of the heat

already simmering over a dry crusted domain,

Grandfather has little of nothing

            but paradise, compared to

the gringos stuck in traffic on a congestive

and hectic way to paying for the day.

 –

Ruling the roost on a white plastic throne,

straw hat leaning on his nose, 

he savors his cup of coffee.

The news and weather

in the cock’s gravely plea,

trumpeting the morning sunrise,

while the warm palm of sunlight

caresses Lake Chapala, cockled

only by the serenade

            of the fisherman’s paddle.

– 

Fingertips of light, airily slip off

the nightgown worn by the Sierra Madres

skirting the edges of his world.  A cuckold’s

seductive invitation to rise

and live another day in another nest,

never entering his mind.

 –

For contentment is the knowing

his morning’s commute is communion

with a world that circulates in his veins,

 –

and rush hour is the pumping of his heart

in rhythm of another day passing,

            sitting in the driver’s seat.

The photography focuses on Lake Chapala and the surrounding villages that include Ajijic, Chapala, Jocotepec an so much more.  In addition to my pics many have been contributed by Antonio Ramblés  . Visit Antonio Ramblés travels blog at www.antoniorambles.com

6 comments on “No Comparison

  1. This is such a wonderful portrayal of this man’s journey, John. I especially love the last few lines…”For contentment is the knowing his morning’s commute is communion
    with a world that circulates in his veins, and rush hour is the pumping of his heart”
    Very poignant…

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