Desert Fire

 

 

When days

seem endless

and a glaring white sun

stings my eyes…

when a harsh west wind blows

and searing heat strikes

this mud house

shriveling bittersweet wild flowers

lizards fly –

The walls are too hot to touch.

This intolerable fire

raises a question –

to stay or go?

Desert heat is a form

of body torture.

 

Yet, this morning

the owl hooted

from the cottonwood…

I walked to the river

under a waning moon

blessed this body

under seige,

felt intolerable anguish

how much more can she stand?

I gave thanks for water

felt the cool air

and breathed so deep,

shivering

in pre-dawn air.

I watched a

dark god soar

under a luminous white pearl

reflecting,

querying,

to stay or go?

 

The question can

only be answered by

this body

who knows

what I do not.

Will this brief daily respite

from ongoing suffering

be enough?

 

Desert heat is a form

of body torture,

unlike any

I have ever known.

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4 thoughts on “Desert Fire

  1. I agree, the desert summers are very tough to endure, for the animals and us alike…Some leave but some stay for they know that this should also pass and it is a matter of time before benevolent nature brings the rains or change the seasons…

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