Nature

Shannon Johnson

Curiosity.
Spring and nature unfolds mysteriously before me — and I can’t help but stare.
Look! Under our sensitive necks, a thin cord of potential energy
runs down our backs
birthing a Grand Canyon —
neurons yelling at each other across a chasm imprinted by trauma.
                                                                     Dad…I want to fix your back!

Nature.
A rolling cacophony — bursting, bubbling, fighting, wrapping its energy around,
leaving only a trail of shredded flowers to follow.
What makes it tick?
                I will make sure that others have an opportunity to look closer.

It drips like a surrealist painting.
It melts — a completely different picture up close than when squinting from far away.
The right question matters more than finding the right answer.
               I will make sure that others have an opportunity to look closer.

–Luisa Fernanda Apolaya Torres