Espero,
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.
Espero.
Inlandia: A Literary Journey 