December 17th, 2008
God Grew Up in the Desert.
This is a poem that I wrote after a very intensely healing experience in Joshua Tree…2007
Somewhere bound
Some unspoken intention
Under stars or wrapped up in them
Some unspoken intention
Under stars or wrapped up in them
Clearing the skies as they follow me
As the miles go on
I am slipping farther into a dream
And I don’t want to wake up
This time I won’t. I know I won’t.
I haven’t seen a road sign for hours
I’m following the dust devils and trusting
They will join forces with my heart
To get me where I am going
God grew up in the desert
God sprang forth from a cactus
God slid down the rock formations
God cried with the red, red sunset
Feeling the wind blow through me
Smelling rain in the distance
Wondering why I got out
Wondering if I will get back in.
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