AWAKENING

 

The hollow sounds before daylight,

hillside Roadrunners awakening in the black,

their plaintive solos, reverberating notes

 

awaiting an answer, a location, a place

to be filled in the future, a pile of twigs

within the spines of cactus

 

beneath this soft comforter of clouds,

days trailing a meager rain to shield us

and the dew upon the grass.

 

The day is yet empty, moments awaiting

purpose and order. In my mind, I see

the tools I’ll need to be useful.

 

 

2 responses to “AWAKENING

  1. Beautiful words and a cute photo, John. I’m always amazed at the places birds will make nests. Saguaro cacti often look like bird apartment buildings, which sometimes isn’t too good for the cacti but it is fun to see birds coming in and out.

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