market shrine san miguel de allende feb. 2014
in december she was flanked at sunrise
with an out pouring of fresh flowers.
even before i heard the silver
notes of love ring out into the welcoming air
the fragrance of roses filled me.
at her feet the entire stretch of nearby shop keepers
had placed their small shrines
in a sea of flickering candles.
mexico rose at dawn to sing in honor of the feast day
of the virgin of guadalupe
continued all day, and long into the night.
i turned the corner and arrived just as a dozen
devotion into the
the entire courtyard of this market shrine
was transformed in a sea of
papel picados, banners, tissue paper flowers, all floating
on the bright breeze of love.
i stood transfixed once more at the outpouring of devotion
i have been swept away by since my very first
journey into the heart of mexico.
as the mariachis finished one by one
they walked up to stand before
holding their instruments to their hearts
they bowed their heads
before they walked away
never taking their eyes from hers
they touched their cloistered fingers to their lips,
then open palmed, in a gesture of pure love
tossed her a kiss.
i returned to her late january
and could still feel the kisses,
moist on her cheeks.
san miguel de allende
where all you have to do is show up,
the magic and charm are always waiting!