Rose, desert,alone, sound,rush of life, bloom.
Many years ago
when the bloom was on my rose
I found God in the desert
innocently, I was alone
I heard a sound not
made by man
and feft the jolt of life
beneath the heat
a throbbing, pulsating stillness
beneath my feet
In wonder, I stopped…
a cactus flower
pink with virgin rupture
opened up her face
My heart was filled with love
I felt the flush, the rush of life’in this place
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