A palm tree near the pond, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
Frogs, as I pass by your pond,
show me your beauty.
Come out of the mud.
Taste the clear night air.
Pretend to be stars or moonlight!
Sing to the flashing planets,
sing with your flickering tongues,
sing a song of sixpence,
fill your lungs with spring!
A song rising from the wheat stubble
makes air and light and worm take note.
The iron door of the silo clangs
in time with the music.
By order of an unseen conductor
the song on which your life and
mine hinge will never be over—
it goes on forever.
It blows in the wind,
it floats in the water,
it glows in the stars.
Garden bench at Sanguinetti House Museum, Yuma, Arizona
no one on the bench
yet last night’s conversation
lingers in the air
Apache County, Arizona
Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
Ocotillo blossoms, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, Southern California
Something in the air
compels the ocotillo
to call wastelands home.
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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