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October: A Wilderness Walk

October. The month of the dead and the dying.
As I shuffle through the arroyo, I keep dropping to my knees. An onlooker might mistake me for a pilgrim making my painful way to Lourdes. But the healing I seek cannot be found at some distant, holy shrine. It is here in the dust at my feet: palo verde twigs snapped off by windstorms; brown clumps of parched grasses; and small stones quickly losing their warmth as the daylight fades.
I pause before some tattered sunflowers, bleached and bitten by the unforgiving desert sun, to quench my thirst. Words from a letter written long ago come to mind: “God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are…” (1 Corinthians 1:28, Revised Standard Version).
Low and despised is nature’s detritus in the wilderness, but it heals my battered spirit as I kneel in awe and wonder before it.
While three crows argue,
I gulp tea from my thermos—
autumn’s first chill wind.


Haibun © 2019 by Magical Mystical Teacher


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Daybreak in the Sonoran Desert, Yuma County, Arizona.

October morning—
an owl that no one can see
makes its presence known.

Haiku and photo © 2018 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Saguaro cactus at dawn, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

October morning
barely enough light to thread
saguaro needles

Haiku and photo © 2015 by Magical Mystical Teacher


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Sunset, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

October evening—
the house of desolation
burning without fire

Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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