Dust Devil

 You blew in 

Like a hot desert wind 

Your thermal energy rattled my bones 

Uprooted me 

Like a dust devil 

Whirling across the surface of my soul 

Not sure which direction I was headed in 

But excited for the landing 

Unlearning patterns 

That produced nothing of what I desired 

Planting seeds to be scattered by the winds

Perhaps my growth will lead to fruition 

Are you my Sentinel? 

Will we be able to tend the garden that we 

Become? 

Already I feel your solar energy 

In my phototropism I follow your energy 

The uncertainty of it all

Intoxicating as this landscape