Poems of Love and Longing

Ojos Calientes

And these days I am
thinking of that December day
in Ojo Caliente
where the lake was frozen
and we listened to Fernando
play Kokopeli Dreams
on his flute
in the wind
in that beautiful
and austere place.

Where we peered
so cautiously
into each holy
eye of the earth
in whispers
so careful not to intrude
in that austere
and beautiful place
when Fernando played
Amazing Grace on his flute.

And I remember all
the light
the softness
the wonder
and the utmost care
not to intrude
as when I look
into your eyes
the tenderness, the tenderness
that is what I remember.




Esther Kamkar, Palo Alto, California artist and poet. Poems, poetry, writing, published works - footer logo

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