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Snowflakes

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Palm fronds seem to pierce the winter clouds at Robert J. Moody Demonstration Garden, Yuma, Arizona.
 


Deepening winter—
I look in vain for snowflakes
on the palm tree’s fronds.

 
Haiku and photo © by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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Winter

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December sunrise, Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona
 


first day of winter—
looking in vain for snowflakes
at the sun’s rising

 
Haiku and photo © 2016 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Game

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Puerto Nuevo, Baja California Norte, México
 


searching for snowflakes
where none have ever fallen—
game of hide-and-seek

 
Text and photo © 2014 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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New Snow

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Apache County, Arizona

 
You can’t step into the same river—or wilderness—twice. Something is always shifting. Something added today will be subtracted tomorrow.
 
Winds fray the grasses. Blowing sand burnishes the stone. A hungry hawk hovers overhead and the mouse runs for cover, leaving tiny tracks.
 
A midnight snowfall dusts tumbleweeds and junipers, cacti and spent wildflowers. I walk through a sparkling wonderland that yesterday was brown and barren.
 
In the desert, snow doesn’t last long: wonderland today, mud tomorrow, dust the day after that. Yet in all seasons, I love wild places.
 
Romancing a place, just as romancing a person, takes dedication. You set yourself to the task for better or worse; for richer or poorer; in sun or in snow, praying that indifference never tames the wild longings of your heart.

 

all the little stones
are singing in the washes
snowflakes kiss the notes

 
Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
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