On horizons edge, white hills pile up. Empty azure
awaits the clouds first forays.
Coyote tracks return to motion,
yellow duster turning to crimson.
Sunlight through dust,
Sage bush, formation deep. A rider passes through,
slips in and out of the corridors of sight.
Between the seen and the unseen, red bursts from
green, fans across the azure.
Sunlight in dust,
white wrenched from red.
Angled rhythm clatter splinters on alabaster
hill land. Beetle scrambles from rose-pink
to idle ram skull, the new sanctuary.
Oh high, the coyotes seen, retraced steps.
bleached visage over hollyhocks.
Stone Gaze pedernal turns to shadow black,
antlers of wraith bone splayed across the azure,
in ten thousand sunlight strands.
A horse kicks, a grip tightens.
Clouds stampede, light rendered in twain,
wraith bone crashes.
Map flutters on the desert wind.
She’s going to wander the hollyhock fields!
Picture found here: http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/works-of-art/59.204.2
Parts inspired by poems by the Chinese poet Yang Wan-Li: http://skyraftwanderer.blogspot.co.uk/2012/07/poetry-by-yang-wan-li.html