Thursday, April 7, 2016

Mesquite Flowers in Lieu of Tears

The cactus turns blue
as the sounds end
and the jackrabbits come
from the tumbleweed.

Life is a gift:
we all have to hide
from the terror in our own minds,
what we call an eye.

1 comment:

the walking man said...

Vision is part and portion of that gift.