Signs Of Spring In The Desert — Photo Essay by kenne
Desert Song
I thirst
for your rivers
your rippling mesas of sand
gold mirrors
on your sinuous curves
I thirst
for the saguaro
for the sweet juice of cactus
in the prickling sweat
of a desert sun
I thirst
for the searing of hot valleys
the bend of shimmer and heat
that bow that arcs the arrow
toward this center, my heart
I thirst
for the bloom, the sweet
languorous smells
this subtle perfume
elusive, as the scuttle of desert life
I thirst
for this tallest, deepest night
of stars and silence
when the moon is only a moon
silvering this light
— Ruth Housman
Gadzooks! Can’t believe the number of blooms on that saguaro. Incredible. I’ve only been in the Sonoran at the start of the season so fewer than a dozen blossoms is about the most I’ve seen. What a photo!
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Nature is always surprising!
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