# Ruby, AZ

Author: DrRayneBell
Tags: Poetry, arizona, literature, ruby

#23 of Poetry c.2019

A very small poem about a very small place.

Ruby, Arizona

* * *

Canter on the cusp of freezing mornings,  
while on the distant mountain stormings,

I see upon the ridge a brand new day,  
without God's own explicit say.

I can feel the warmth of it on my face,  
even when it's left without a trace;

Can I count myself among tomorrow,  
as the sun with all its sorrow?

Source: https://sofurry.com/view/1520409


