I have been in a dream state lately. I feel guilty
for being thankful that I have a fever right now - time to lay down, to sit and think,
para ubicarme un poco.

I want to go out West. I want to jump in and move on,
to feel freedom, not terror, and free-fall into my space of days.
There are so few, these days full of time...talents I do not want to bury.

I do not want to miss it.

I want the reds and yellows of desert sand and canyon sun,
the peace of an big, open field, all green and plush and perfect.
I want to cultivate my points of light,
my hopeful moments and every "yes" within me - I will plant this "yes" into new soil and it will spring up

whole.