Her Lady Naturaleza
By Isabella Patterson
wet red clay between our toes
it’s a new sensation
but when the mud covers our feet it all looks the same
as we walk through the humid summer selva following the trail along the stream
i want to climb up the forest’s trees with you
escaping the thickness of the air and the crowded population of wood
we could be above it all
becoming united with the canopy
el sol dulce shining on our fresh skin
absorbing its rich energy
and us looking upon the lush verdura debajo
this exploration transforms me back into innocence
where there is so much left in the world to learn and discover
like how to tie my shoes
or where the ends of all the rivers lead to
but i know it’s the endless océano
in which i float and i feel like nothing
like nothing has ever existed before
and nothing will ever exist again
and all that exists is a permanent rhythm
and i am gifted the pleasure of being within it
within you
within you everything feels natural
you are the glimmer on the water and the sap in the trees and the sparks in the smoke
and i am the telephone wire and the roads and the train tracks wrapped tightly around you
just a mark on your infinity
Isabella Patterson is a junior biology and dramatic arts major from Charlotte, NC. In their free time, they can be seen exclusively acting in productions that involve intoxicated audiences. She loves hammocking by streams and collecting little rocks for her little rock collection.