Quest

IMG_5268
A makeshift water jug, abandoned by someone who crossed the U.S. border illegally in the Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 
 

They flee their homeland in the night,
Leaving kith and kin behind;
They look for somewhere to alight,
A place that offers peace of mind.
 
A haven from all storms they seek,
Where peace and love and joy are found;
A place where all the poor and weak
Rejoice and stand on holy ground.
 
From north and south, from east and west
The dreamers come, their eyes alight,
Loath to interrupt their quest
Of finding refuge from the night.

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
  

Advertisements

Posted on July 26, 2017, in Arizona, Midweek Motif, Poets United, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. America is where all our immigrant ancestors used to find “refuge from the night” and “a place that offers peace of mind?; but, alas, this is no longer so.

  2. Really beautiful work.

  3. Very difficult to find that refuge from the night these days. Sigh.

  4. This is the most sad picture. I see a lot of suffering in this bottle.

  5. Loath to interrupt their quest
    Of finding refuge from the night.

    Difficult to stifle them from their quest to be in the land of their dreams

    Hank

  6. Picture says it all, eh?

Please Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s