Respect assaults of climate
Upon lips, skin, and blinding of eyes.
Carry water.
The dry rattle could be cicada
Or snake.
Rocks don’t move.
Light, however, is variable.
Visit rocks frequently
For the play
Of color on stone—
Tread upon transience;
Love its gallery.
When the wild burros come
Listen for ghosts in caves.
Find the handprints,
Spread your fingers to fit—
Paint your life
In petroglyphs.
Should it rain,
Breathe sage.
9/24/2011
Notes for Amy
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