This is what an October
sunrise looks like
from the house—so
very clean and very pure.

there’s a spirit in every
daybreak, every stone


and vineyard, in every
sky that opens up her


gentle arms for me. i
was taught all these


things before i learned
how to close my eyes


or touch my hair or laugh
and dance and sing—


without wanting,
without asking


a mountain child – in
my deep heart’s core.