Otero Junior College Chinook

Earth’s Composition

The building wind whips the grass,
                        Causing an airy symphony to spread.
As it glides across the meadow,
                        Caressing each blade of grass with its music,
Thunderous dark clouds roll in to disturb this classical refrain.
                        Lightning starts to dance to nature’s melody.
As gentle raindrops, glisten the once dry land.
                        …The syncopation of the rhythm is mesmerizing.
Once the symphony reaches its crescendo,
                        The clouds break.
The crisp golden light reflects off the newly kissed earth.
                        The air is filled with the intoxicating scent of a new
Beginning and a new symphony yet to come…

                —Christina Roberts
OJC Arts Department Faculty