Morning

Each morning the dunes unfold

Like the rose in morning light

A thread trails each being that passes

Invisible, palpable

They are experienced like tears

Hummingbirds dance their threads

As light floods in

Sounds, sights, smells

Feelings across skin

Tiny electro chemical pathways

In mind—somewhere else…

Baby bunny, bluebirds gentle murmur

The dawn after rain

Intricate tapestry, beings pass

Threads remain

So much life…

Dawns winged symphony

Its cool desert breeze

Dances

Memory tapestry united in minds time

One