Who
am I
underneath
this Arizona
sky.
How big
and perfect
the earth.
Every rock
ominous
teetering
on life
and death
water
and breath.
Bottomless
dichotomous
together
apart.
Mighty hands
gently dripping
equipping
shaping
majestic
formations
and all of these
nations
our declarations
that we
are better
more stellar
than this…
And promise
me
you’ll wait
and maybe
I’ll come
home…
Music: (might need to “un-mute” it on the video)
Promise by Ben Howard
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