A Joyful Song/Smile

The smell of rain before the storm

upon the thirsty desert floor,

The brightest blue sky in late July

after the monsoon’s strong downpour.

Perfectly-blended harmonies

played by brilliant string quartets,

My little girl singing through her tears

when she’s feeling upset.

Remembering the sound of my

abuelito’s belly laughs,

Forgiving those who hurt me

and learning from the past.

The path that brought me to the point where life would start again,

The thought of where I am today

when I reflect on where I’ve been.

Dreams of healing many

through the words given to me,

Writing with a purpose,

commissioned by divine decree.