How long have these seeds waited?
How many decades of dormancy endured
before they could rise up?

Forgetting all about the dry year complaints;
the broken promises from the Gods of rain
to paint desert vibrant shades of delight.

Sun-eyed daisies and purple mat.
Magenta cactus and yucca bloom.
Jurassic, intoxicating, impossible to conceal.

Demanding that you drop what you’re doing
and come to the land, where rocks hold roses
and clarion bells ring out from crevices of stones.

Becoming the truth
of an original seed’s command.