Poem: Desert Waterfall


Desert Waterfall

A brown-robed wise man

Cut through me with a

Song about waterfalls.

Into the springtime desert I walked,

Past the Hohokam glyphs &

The Sunday hikers, past

The skeleton of a saguaro &

The crumbled mesomorphic rock,

Touching blushed poppies

& yellow chaparral flowers

With a blind girl’s hands.

From a granite seat

I watched mountains

spread across the horizon like waves.

A red-throated hummingbird

split sky and earth,

whispering, “What is this?”

Plateau lizard, body painted

with breccia and sand,

sunned himself at 2,500 feet;

his bottomless eyes and baby-finger

feet broke my heart.



About Lightning Heart (Vikara)

Nomad. Poet. Philosopher. Teacher. View all posts by Lightning Heart (Vikara)

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