She breaths 

Slowly 

Like an impending thunderstorm in July 

The growls and turbulence of the past echo in her throat

 

She is beautiful 

Her movements make the cactus flowers bloom 

Her tears bring life to everything they touch 

The desert glows in vibrant shades of green 

Dipped in the tranquil shades of gray that seep from her sweet skin 

She embraces the mountains with all their crevices and darkness 

They are her children 

 

The coyotes sing songs to her in the blackness of the cool night 

Illuminating her path into the mortal world through beacons of stars 

Rich hymms only she can understand illumiate her spirit 

She dances with the sun 

Enchanting him into letting her stay one more day 

 

The people, her most troubled offspring, rejoice 

They are given the gift of life and love 

From her cool gray skin and beautiful eyes from which tears fall 

Illuminating all the beauty that she is 

The rain.