The Desert

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”When nature suffers because it is destroyed by human activities, the notion of beauty is really losing its meaning because nothing is more aesthetic than the natural beauty.”


There’s something
to teach in the desert- holy words,
not simple words.
‘Tis about some thirst.
‘Tis about one huge desert,
which is always peopled by
a lot of walkers,
those moribund walkers with
small, leaden eyes,
eyes being like lost objects
and really not useful
at night.
At night,
many, tiny, miscellaneous
stars start to shine
in that unique, leaden sky,
but even so,
it is very hard to see around.
Those ancient stars become
golden leaders
for those losers walking
and singing heavy songs,
but searching for new pools –
wherever they are elsewhere.

The teacher said, and he said once,
‘I’ll turn the desert into a pool of water, ‘-
it is not only about the thirst.

Those dying people
still have a will, but maybe
they all will not lose
all their hope.

At least, they cannot die twice
and they think that they
will lose everything
there is nothing left to save.

2 Responses to "The Desert"

  1. Michael W Staib  September 6, 2016 at 16:14

    Thank you for such a spiritually enriching poem! May we all ineluctably flourish from those challenges evidenced throughout the desert wilderness places of life! Matthew 4:1-11.

  2. Michael W Staib  September 8, 2016 at 20:35

    Thanks again for such a riveting read!


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