My hair is coming back
Silver strands, snowy salutations
Falling just as gently
Grizzled graceful
Chaos and serenity simultaneous
Consistent contradiction.

Tale as old as time
Born bold in brine
I walked out of those waves
Wandered
High desert honey
Life is funny
Juniper and I, juxtaposed
Wildest of horses
Her winds are unruly aren’t they
Be careful, you might blow away
I’ll never leave Nevada, not really.

Heavy heart but light on my feet
Settled but not to stay
Sweet mountain stream
Not quite a dream
Copacetic Colorado
I prefer my castilleja with less contention
Arches itching
Clocks are ticking