Friday, July 20, 2012

Santa Fe

In the desert and it's raining
Red earth soaks under the deluge
Stains the soul
 and breaks my heart

peace found in between those spaces,
in between each grain
moving with wind and water
rocks and sand taken by the wash,
cousin of a river who cannot stay

Turquoise brush against orange and gold
The paintings as far as the eye can see
Bathed in an ocean of lightening and thunder
Carries the future far from me

because the past pounds in the present's pulse,
buried seeds burst
with promises of their ancestors

And as the clouds fall, the colors deepen
One day in the desert, and I saw a flood
And my soul was swept away

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All the creatures searching for sun
Find my waiting light
Bodies pile beneath
Still, I keep the window open