ephemeral spring

in time and place 

i am spring in the desert 

it is wild flowers in granite fractures  

growth amidst chaos and tranquility in stolen moments 

i am beginning again with everything else 

i am 

entire ecosystems in hidden crevasses 

and fossils littered with past lives

i am finding wonder in all the little things 

in driving perpetually west through spring

…

so when it is time to go, let it be in spring 

amidst the desert solitaire