Temescal Canyon

This is what I saw as I stood at the top of the canyon,
a hummingbird on my right overlooking the ocean
sitting on the thin branch of a shrub above
and the sun,
golden red sun setting on the west
and bathing all sky with a streak of orange red
along the lining of the dark blue sea
Catalina island presence in between,


this is what I felt from the afternoon glow
that was moving through me as I climbed
into the canyon,
blue feathered quails gathering below
as I pass through,

the sky clear as ever as another jet plane
ventures high above from the LAX
and the full moon overlooking
the whole city,

how lucky it is to be here
in this city of angels
that is constantly changing
and overlooking your presence

always inviting,
always reaching out
to walk its streets
like birds into paradise.