Arbolito

The smell of rain and heat, engulfed darkness.
I saw what I could, familiar faces.

The sun was invisible,
But its presence known.
Humidity encompassed,
Slowly sinking in.
Clouds protected from the world,
Dirt road companions.
Dogs barking over pasillo,
Neighbors' arms open.
Understanding ignorance,
While welcoming faith.

My clenching fist fell asleep,
It awoke open.
With little palms inside mine,
Home felt plausible.
Humbly sharing young wisdom,
As God held them close.
The future gave no promise,
As now mattered most.
These brown eyes looked up to me,
To shimmer in rain.
I saw my own two in them,
Reflecting to memories.

When looking became experiencing.

I left my heart where darkness developed light.