Credit – gorp.com
By D. R. DiFrancesco
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The late fall sky
Bathed in tangerine and magenta
Fragrance of Palo Verde and Cottonwood fills the air
Serenity cloaks the towering granite peaks
Wrapping them in shades of purple and gold
Exalting their millennial majesty
The coyote’s bay
Floating effortlessly through the canyons
They share their lonesome longing song
Adorned as if otherworldly
Cacti and the gnarled Joshua tree dot the desolate Sonoran desert
Prickly and unpretentious in their beauty
The landscape ruled by snake and scorpion
Rattle of the tail and venomous sting, relics of the deadly precipice
The destiny awaiting the oblivious visitor
Rain devoid xeriscape
Designed by the marvelous hand of nature
Wondrous in it’s simplicity and complexity
Man could not have created such a miraculous wonder
For our nature is to destroy
Still the creator left flawed beings as the keepers
To cherish and protect his prized ecru jewel.
The Sonoran Desert is a place I often return to in my imagination. I have made my way into it a few times and often think of going back. You offer a strong sense of the details of the desert here, which I really enjoy.
Thank you for saying so Jeremy. That one oddly took a couple of days to write and I wasn’t quite sure what I thought of it. I am glad that you liked it and as always I appreciate your comments.