Morning breezes causing branches and flowers of cacti to dance
and sway in their air currents, natural and totally beautiful,
capturing this mind.
Allowing it to write about every particle that's being seen,
fragile yet sturdy, inner strength keeping them alive in this
Arizona desert.
Arms of ocotillo cacti twisting and turning, totally green
and bristling with life, reaching for the sun and it's warmth,
such a wonderful view of nature on this Saturday morning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem