Good shit

Namaste,

Lasta buys a street papaya. A Nepalese bird shits on your hat.
She laughs. Good luck!

Once, in Ismit, a wild Turkish bird shit on your hat.
Birds practice.
Tibetan traders finger prayer beads. It's belief and proof.

1,000 street children live in Kathmandu. They are between 6-20.
They need food, shelter, clothing, training, jobs. 
Glue sniffing is a growing problem.

35,000 NGO's fight each other. Who can get the most donor money?
Competition or cooperation?

Metta.

 Kids find good shit.

Sparrow

Namaste,

A man waits with a weight scale. A bag of potatoes. Cool shade. Dawn the down against red bricks.
He shines his black dress shoes with a newspaper. 
A woman in a turquoise shawl decorates stone with her whisk broom. 
A woman unfolds green stalk onions on a white plastic bag. 
Boys slap Tantric wooden masks removing yesterday. 
A light rain falls.
Sparrow wings flutter in your face. Directly. 
Their air currents support six prop jets as curious enthralled tourists press their faces against plastic glimpsing Himalayan mystery and beauty.

Metta.