THERE YOU ARE

 

 A bright cold morning

Held at bay by steaming charcoal colored coffee

Steaming animals

Gusts of warm breath shoot into the blue air

A heavy scent moves with the herd

Yells pierce the cold

The rumble of cold diesel coughing loudly before starting

Bits and pieces of words and letters falling in my mind

As the day falls together

The bright colors of the horizon

The clarity of the cold blue air

The warmth of the white and yellow sun

There you are