Secret Caverns of Mexico

My cavern bursts with bittersweet aura — like globose berries, a cluster of tints. The secret place — its musk, amidst the flora, a limited conquest of feet — their prints. Excitement rocks — I wade in hidden space. My helmet light — it swims above my eyes. The shadows wet, the adventurous ace. The winding walls will never brush the skies. The natural deep dark, unharnessed hush. Us tourists kneel — the prayer within the calm. The stalactite and stalagmite - time’s crush. The pleasing whim — underground cave a psalm. In seven hours se la explora. My cavern bursts with bittersweet aura 6/7/2019 Nature Scene-Orphan Sonnet Poetry Contest Sponsor - Dale Gregory Cozart se la explora - it is explored