on this day

flies share acoustic hums

sipping from our overflowing rhapsodic juices

on this day

cow pads breed vibrant 

pearls populate rainclouds

with ocotillo collage forests

saturating copper studded Dixie Canyon 

rebounding all green 

succulent fruit ripening,

then dropping

on this day

dawn infuses earth early morning clarity

while ghost patterns appear off shade reflections

on this day

Mother Ocean's pasture lies not so distant,

here tides shift our Lives around,

first upfront in rosy orange peel essence 

then back again to distant sources

breathlessly intimate

on this day

Love becomes 

easier to Love

secrets non-existent,

and somewhere deep inside this woman’s womb

another valley breathes,

washed brilliantly,

another Rainy Season quenches a sunburnt earth

of a much deeper thirst, 

awakening our perfect aliveness!

9/74

Dixie Canyon, Arizona