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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