October 4, 2010
I have seen the fields of lavender And watched a thousand blossoms close Marvelled as the sunflowers turned When the Great One in his chariot rose.
I have known the touch of winter's hands Whose frozen rivers called to me Have borne the heat of a tropic noon Where lay my spirit's destiny.
I have worked the baked adobe soil And struggled to plant in gumbo clay Wearied from a life of toil I live in the moment, day by day.
Poems Undated (1727)
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