The desert does not invite
leisurely hand holding
or carefree play, or bare feet splashing.
Too many things that can poke
an eye or peel back the skin.
Those walking in the desert
must listen, pay close attention,
and step with care.
No orange or red leaves
to kick, crunch, or dive into.
No soft grass to fall onto,
where lovers lay and love –
staring into eyes or shapes
floating in the everchanging sky.
Not a lover’s landscape,
but an invitation to journey within
that does not plead or beg
for this unearthed union.
I will go my way,
slow and meditative.
You go your way,
fast and intended.
Much life to see in each living shrubby tree.
Much ground to cover in this vast open land.
Walking in divine nature,
honoring our true natures.
Aligned with higher self,
our spirits will be,
when we meet again
in the middle of the road,
next to this prickly tree.
[…] special thank you to Masticadores Spain, for publishing my poem, “The Desert INvites a Journey WithIN” I appreciate their ongoing support of my […]
This is such a beautiful poem, Michele. You’ve evoked the desert (not dessert) 😃 landscape so vividly, and the emotions you conjure are magic. I love this piece. ❤️
Thank you for featuring my poem and photo.🌵
Me gustaLe gusta a 1 persona
A beautiful reflection of the physical and the spiritual. A wonderful representation in the arid lands of the desert. So creative. 🙂
Me gustaLe gusta a 1 persona
[…] special thank you to Masticadores Spain, for publishing my poem, “The Desert INvites a Journey WithIN” I appreciate their ongoing support of my […]
Me gustaLe gusta a 1 persona
This is such a beautiful poem, Michele. You’ve evoked the desert (not dessert) 😃 landscape so vividly, and the emotions you conjure are magic. I love this piece. ❤️
Me gustaMe gusta
So descriptive and such a beautiful poem of the desert Michele. Congratulations!💖
Me gustaMe gusta