Pieces of my heart
Wait for me here
Where time has chiseled rock
Like a sculptor
Offering masterpieces to the heavens
But they’ve seen it
And I feel like an angel
Poised and perched upon a mesa
Waiting for my wings
Wondering how I ever knew
What the sun was
Until I felt it here
Warming every pore of my skin
My thoughts run deep
Into canyons where they dance
With shadow and light
Reflecting dreams transpired
Before they were ever dreams
I inhale the sweet scent
Of pinon pine and cedar
The stillness moves me
Silence embraces me
Reality chases me
But I will be back because
Pieces of my heart
Wait for me here
For dVerse poetics, “Adventures in Traveling”.
mishunderstood 
I’ve had a few trips to New Mexico and loved the different world that I found there including the ancient Native American pueblos and the art work created by the indigenous peoples…sacred.
“before they were ever dreams” adds a very spiritual note to this… Lovely writing. And the photo with the splash of light is wonderful too.
I have pieces of my heart among the mesas as well… it’s an area i would love to revisit… and to walk in those arroyos is something that, finding shade in heat.
Looks amazing 🙂
I love the nature’s calling to your heart and how your words resonated strongly with me ~ I would love to go up there and see those rocks and canyons ~ Beautiful Mish ~
Exquisite. I felt New Mexico was part of me….everything…smells, desert, rocks, mountains, colors……all mine.
Beautiful picture and lovely words show your ardor
This is lovely. I can see why pieces of your heart reside there.
“The stillness moves me
Silence embraces me
Reality chases me”
These lines perfectly capture my feelings when I first visited the Grand Canyon in Arizona. . A piece of my heart still remains within its vastness as well. s the kids say – I feel you. Beautifully penned.
Human hUmbles
againsT canyoN
wAlls..
beauty deep
and jagged
hiGh..
Human
Flesh breathes..
Hard Rock too..:)