Force in Nature

The Tucson sun touches all that is home,
lines of saguaros nestle in the winter hills.
Holding tightly to the idea of spring showers,
with a longing for excitement and spring thrills.

Having my voice be the guide to love,
I can finally express the beauty in my eyes.
Not only is the night sky honest and light,
the cacti bloom with a vigor for life so wise.

Into the monsoon storm the summer flows,
washing away the desert heat with the wind.
I wonder this time if I can feel it,
though not obvious, I welcome the rains on my skin.

The infinite sunsets speak in ways I can only dream of,
I am relentless in my efforts to be loud.
The call of the day comes in bird songs,
I am a force of nature, spelling and proud.

Ethan's Epic Entries

My name is Ethan and I'm nonspeaking. Having apraxia means my body doesn't always look like everyone else's. It doesn't mean I am not in here. Hard times have led me to always lean into the small beauties of the universe, such as poetry and music. My idea to create this collection of poems doesn't come easily. Written literally letter by painstaking letter, every word carefully crafted with a complex process to breach the silence. Poetry rises to this same occasion, to breach the silence of the harshness of today's world. Love will conquer all things to save people from this reality. To anyone reading this, you are special and my heart loves you so much. These are my poems for you. 

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