Ainsley Chac


Slow sweeping steps, patient healing force

Loving embrace.

I wait,

Sun glows beyond sturdy mountains

Mighty Inland Empire.

Rocky heaps,

Watchfully observe tumbleweeds

Whisk across desert grounds.

Dusty dirt path,

Settles into laughter and crisp night skies

Sounds of Getaway.

Grape farmer from Delano,

Exposes the holes

Peeled open towards dusk.

He waits,

Releases seed of encouragement

Careful hands meet to close soil.

Tender pats with palms,

He smiles

The sun never fails to rise.