walk with me

I would like to take a walk with you,

until the sun is lost at sea,

without the moon taking light 

with stars melting into new stars far away,

walk with me, until the night

transforms into a new face, that of dawn

that paints itself slowly,

is washed away by the first slants of rain

that glitter as dew drops on fields of corn,

heavy and pregnant for the calloused hands

of sharecroppers, battered hats on smoke-scarred

lungs,

along the edge of mountains,

and rims of lost lands,

until we find the mouths of rivers,

opening into the sea,

that welcomes the sun

Reviews

[Emily B]

it has been so long since I took a walk, you might have to hold my hand so I don't wander off