Clearing
Man has stepped here
grasses have felt his soles
and dew has moistened his
pain, a post as solitary
martyr stands mid way
between accomplishment
and duty, enough dichotomy
guarding ownership land
of fateful treeless clearings
and sweat brimming above
the eyebrows that cut jagged
sun rays with fortitude as
if an eagle could see it and
fly to his chicks bringing
news of another settlement
Libros Libertad 