Sun and Moon 11
nochebuena – a star spreading crimson fire
girasol – bright mirror to his golden face
colibri – hovering on a whirr of wings
am I less than a flower or a bird?
if my fingers could grow feathers…
if my face could sprout petals and leaves…
hollow bones whistle a sad song
the sailor lost at sea
the wanderer asleep in foreign soil
both far from home
 Nochebuena / Poinsettia; girasol / sunflower; colibri / humming bird.