un canto que brilla

12.18.2024

orchids of blazing orange and pink

an emerald green largatija de mesquite

the dark gray lava stretched out

as far as the eye could see

 

the speck of sunscreen 

on a young man’s face

the expansive blue sky 

a sweaty embrace

 

the dry yellow of head-high 

stalks of grass

the vital red of blood poking out 

of scrapes, rocks that cut like glass

full of pain and glory, 

we are but specks of dust 

sometimes running, often trudging,

in these little legs we trust.