Flourishment
They say a desert is dry and lifeless
A barren land stagnant lacking beauty
Then from the heavens comes a falling snow
I stand among rocks... the soil of earth
Sense a rhythmic breathing at my feet
Watch the snow float through a tranquil sky
I hold out each hand... feel the liquid ice
The beauty herein the beauty here-out
For it is not dry
For it is not lifeless
You see… a snowfall in the desert is flourishment.
Copyright © Greg Stanley | Year Posted 2011
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