Desert Love Song

 

Desert Love Song

Saguaro bones in my blood

she sings me the song of myself

deeper than it’s ever been sung

The light at dusk

reflecting off the sand

the stone

the fingers of Palo Verde

the spines of cholla

this light is the deep still light

-pink and golden

and growing shadows-

of knowing

Knowing in a place

so old with scorching

that everything 

already learned

about protection

She offers the beautiful

embodiment of boundary

The grace of venom

the precision of a spine

the efficiency of a sting

the clarity of a claw

the finality of drought

She reminds me to hold

to give without giving it all

to remember that I am

that same light of knowing

pink and golden

and far too potent to be 

wasted

on that which isn’t mine

to protect

I hear you, Sonora.