Sugar Loaf

by Garrett Root

The red rock may be a huge heart.
May be God’s,
May be mine,
May be yours.
And it has been worn by wind and water.
If it’s God’s then the wind is our sins.
If it’s mine then the water is a woman.
If it’s yours then both are experience.
But I can’t imagine the red rock without its
Sensuous slot canyons and jagged cliffs
So let the water flow and the wind blow.