HOPE**

Laying atop the carved-stone mesa,
feeling the chill of Perihelion’s air,
I am seeing long past millennia
in the night sky.
Snuggled inside my bed roll dreams
I feel earth’s motion
swirl distant galaxies,
as your red-shift light warms my face,
a celestial journey begun long before
our sun,
this planet was even formed.

Stardust memories blaze the night sky.
Each point a puzzle
holding onto so many whys,
giving forth, shouting out their mysteries
and expanding sighs.
Suddenly, in a snap shot moment
of earthly time,
I stand naked to face you
and your far distant hue,
as the rhythm of the wind,
its winter rhyme,
tussles my hair,
tingles my skin.
You are probably long gone
but I had to wave,
shout out my incantations,
acknowledge your presence
and warm glow sensations.
Standing, arms stretched wide,
Naked to the stars
I can sense your aeons ago reply:
   “We are children of the skies
   you and I.
   the creation of melting nebulae
   transformed into conscious activity.
   I will know you
   by the tracks you leave
   by the way you persevere
   in seeking and up-holding truth
   in bettering the spirit of humankind.
   I will know you by your smile.”

Aeons ago I sensed your touch.
As I raced back to the warmth awaiting
within these bed roll dreams,
I felt earth’s motion
rotate distant galaxies.
Staring into your starry night,
smiling at all the unknown,
I am ready for
all earth changing possibilities,
hastened along by distant hues
riding on this winter’s wind.

Aztec Warrior/redzone 1.6.04