fall..
to my bended knees..
the sky came rushing
and bleeding to the seas..
disaster waits for
no man..
so I cried and
tried to understand..
why things are the way
the way things are..
to play amongst the
dying trees and kiss
the ocean breeze
goodbye sweet child
remember when you were
young and try to understand
falling down like rain..
tear drops of loneliness
and pain..will soon dry up..
as dry as the desert
in Sanctuary de Chimayo's
lane..