not far from freezing chivay
sunlight like searchlight at first light
bright yellow rays into bleary blue eyes
peeking through mountaintops coming out of the sky
touching the darkness of the valley
spreading the sensation of warmth like smooth melting mantequilla
buses walking on eggshells avoiding making a human omelette
passing fallen rocks that warn of danger
standing cliff side an-ti-ci-pation anticipay-ay-tion
giant condors (vultur gryphus) to obscure ornithologists--
authentic wearers of black horn-rimmed glasses out there
not wannabe trendies
condors suddenly appear and soar
gliding on invisible waves and fair winds
majestic magical magnificent
long life and eternity my friends
steps up steps down
90 minutes of wonder
without warning the condors seem to vaporize
