Welcoming The Night

Embers against the night sky,
pine tree wood burning up.
Furrows touched by cycle-blood,
a Moon as big and full
as the life that starts now.
Barefoot over live coal,
inhale the dark that falls
upon fields empty, satiated.

Now dance.
Now thank.
Now hum
the song of love,
squish the sweetness from the crop,
kiss every stranger until they are not.



Miriam Navarro Prieto
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