Sweet corn wishes sway fields near
highways where a fuss of poinsettia
and cactus live in harmony.
Everything clings to this Persian carpet land
in straight or jagged patterns,
a never waning interest proving
prayers of roadside crosses as
Virgin of Candelaria figures
rest ´neath guarding trees.
Her robes bust misery’s edges
with candle flames and
gathered myrrh, along this path,
to pull me again into this scene.