Like A Desert Meets The Rain
April 17, 2009 by hames-1977
Outstretched are
green mighty arms
of thorny crowns
prickly under the sun.
Lowly shrubs
worshipping the sand
winding tapestries
of the golden strands
It swirls. It whirls.
The desert breath
summoning the clouds
to quench its thirst.
Its parched hand.
Its speckled face,
lips of heaven planted
its misty kisses.
When the sun wearied,
will the cold rain
Preciously sparkles jewels
such in the night time.
Of the dewdrops
cusped into little ponds,
clustering brown cakes-
the food for the gods.
Eastern winds
will etch its caresses.
Like a lover
embracing the earth
Ah, in the arid landscape
a desert nymph beckons,
resplendent amidst glory
divinely renews a vow.
Surrendering,
welcoming back
a pilgrim finding respite
on its oasis.
