Staring into the burning desert sun. Desert heat
rises, sears my soul, the searching soul, seeking light.
I sink into the sand-earth, the desiccated cactus roots cannot support me.
Be not distraught. Reach out. Stand upright.
The sun drops off the edge of the world, night slips in quietly, settles,
A star shimmers and
another.
I have journeyed long,
watched sunrises and sunsets, and the ascents and descents of many moons.
And now a multitude of stars alight the heavens, milky streams of light, and with faith
I await the return of the sun.
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This is a contribution to the poetry challenge being run by the Abbey of the Arts: Entering the Desert’s Fire. In the invitation to share a poem Christine writes:
I invite you this week to write a poem about your own invitation to enter the refiner’s fire – in alchemy lead is transformed into gold through heat and this becomes a metaphor for the human soul. What is the lead within you ready to be transformed into something treasured?
This would have been breathtaking to see in real life, such a great moment captured. Sunsets are always some that captivate my attention, love this.
Magnificent photo, Bo! That scene just naturally leads to good poetry.
Bo, what a beautiful photo and your poem is such a deep invitation to be present to the rhythms of sky and earth.
Oh Bo, I just love the last few lines of this. These words in particular “a multitude of stars alight the heavens, milky streams of light,”… are deeply soothing.
Such a gorgeous..warm desert image. And the accompanying words are perfect!!! So very creative!!!
captivating
What a beautiful desert sun and silhouette cactus scene! I love that poem… stirs deep. The part that touches: “I have journeyed long, watched sunrises and sunsets, and the ascents and descents of many moons.
This is beautiful. All of it.
This is stunning.
Beautiful.
This is a favorite, both photo and poem. You’ve a gift, my dear.
I was scanning through you Southwest images Bo and this one just stopped me in my tracks. Stunning. Beautiful. WOW!