to come home again,
to the desert,
unforgiving to some,
but nourishing to others.
not what it seems,
the vastness, the arid landscape.
it is mystical to those of us
who know its beauty and
all it has to offer.
it tells the stories of long
of a simpler time
man wasn't so consumed with greed.
to feel the hot desert winds blowing,
to take in visually all that is there,
the saguaro, the barrel cacti,
even the cholla, all have their place,
offering sustenance to those
who venture there
stay for a long time, to get away
from the madness that exudes everywhere else.
this is a place for learning as well,
a place to find oneself
to realize one's life can never
or to see how small one is
in the scheme of things.
this is the desert,
the place where the best lessons are taught.
these landscapes are unsurpassed,
never to be found anywhere else.
they become so much a part
of a person
that it is difficult to separate
that those like this would want it to happen,
only the desert can bring much needed balance and harmony.
yes, the desert pulses through a person's blood,
always there no matter where that person is.
it calls in the dead of night,
always there, inviting, pulling at one's spirit,
place one needs to be to feel whole.
the journey through life lasts but for a second,
the lessons carried from here always present.
the many miles stretch on
for what seems an eternity
carrying with them the meaning,
the knowledge, the peace,
rarely found anywhere else
they are carried in the empty pockets of the mind
for what may be far from this desert,
but always with the few who look to this place
knowing that it is home no
matter where they may be.
this they carry with them
few who know,
meaning found in the desert.
here everything is a challenge
but is guarded by those spirits,
the ones who watch over those
tied to these lands,
bringing solace to those who
can be seen in the sunrises each morning
the sunsets each evening.
here can be a place to hide
when those times are needed,
to give rise to thoughtful
of all that consumes the mind.
everything becomes clear,
brings special meaning.
the desert is always with us,
those who value the meaning of the land,
no matter what others try
still we have this place
we carry in our hearts, in our blood,
one being able to take this away.
no matter how much they try,
it will never happen.
no matter how much they take,
no matter how much they try
will remain constant;
will always be.
if in need of what the desert has to offer,
try coming here, away from it all.
learn the lessons offered,
revel in its beauty, let it
course through your blood.
be afraid for it is here for you.
is here for everyone,
especially those who quest for truth,
those who respect our Earth Mother,
knowing she must be protected.
listen to her stories.
that the desert can become a part of you,
to treasure a lifetime.
the wolf is my messenger
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