Perspective

The orange sun peeks shyly over the horizon of the desert mountains. The expansive land is the flawless skin of a vulnerable woman. With the kind of stillness found upon awakening, temporary serenity centers the Earth's gravity. Muted with beige, and dusted with green souls dancing on the wind, she breathes deeply. Her breath moves across the plain as she exorcises the men whose muddy boots have left an unwelcome imprint on her fragile valleys. Her roughened terrain irons and her cracks fill with a fresh flood of indifference emanating. Her strength is borne from the rich roots nurturing her resilient character. Empathetically, she spreads ready for the next traveler looking for warmth. And a tumbleweed passes, as she waits for sound.