Logy
Desert air so sweet, so dear
Standing in the radiance of the sand
Glistening in the sun
Traveling through barren lands
Visiting forgotten people
Transfixed in turquoise stain-glass steeples
Venturing in the arms of desert creatures
Sun drenched in desert wonder
With skin the color copper
Following the footsteps of my people
I stop to listen to the crowing of the dawn.
Copyright © Skyy Allen | Year Posted 2010
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