What I took
as stretch marks
you bear on
your belly
from birthing
the human race
was cracked
age lines
discolored with
sun spots
above
tectonic faults.
Beautiful still
in spite of
or because of
the danger
you might
breach
once more
but this time
with sandhill cranes
to sound
the recall
so you may
return us
to a molten state
and reshape
humanity anew.
The bees
crawling from
the chollas’
magenta blooms
means you remain
sweet on us.
copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney
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