springtime in the desert

My daughter’s poem.


City Sister & Mountain Mama


the desert in utah
fills with wildflowers in may

prickly pears
all blooming in
cadences of color
dancing in the
spring wind
i wake to the sound of
birds in green mulberry trees, singing
in delight to
see the sun
there are layers of life
so apparent in
sandstone mountains
salty, smooth but jagged

inside, i stand atop the misty canyon
at peace with
all the questions and scars
all the layers of my self

because valleys fill
and empty
over and over

grow wildflowers from
salty, sandy dust

sing songs in gratitude
to see the seasons
change as they do

it seems that
beauty can thrive in the most
unlikely of places



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