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A white wash of striated clouds
stretch expansively 
across the arid desert sky
where Joshua trees commune
lifting up crooked cactus-like arms
towards the searing sun. 

Massive layers of brown boulders 
jut, forming endless sculptures 
hidden places where the ancients 
made their penitence with words
swept away by unforgiving winds. 

Shadows shift under the arc of the sun
where nervous roadrunners dart
startled lizards seek shade
great hawks circle with outstretched wings 
and tortoises amble as the hours crawl by. 

Two lane highways trail into the horizon 
toward snow capped mountain peaks 
lined by nameless telephone poles 
and tumbleweeds that roll aimlessly 
across storefronts and sleepy 
rundown towns in disrepair. 

Yet the mystique of the Mojave plains
still remains an inviting oasis 
of refreshment and contemplation 
where time stands still
beneath the stillness
of the midnight stars. 









12/5/2022

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