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Love in 5-7-5 Time

whatever you love
cuts you like a knife, carving
canyons in your flesh
someone who loves you
washes away everything
you thought essential
ceaseless floods of love
grind your soul’s granite to silt
washing it downstream
layer by layer
what’s inside you is revealed
by your lover’s art


© 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher

New Snow

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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Trailing milkweed photo SonoranApril2013841a_zpsda9da4aa.jpg
Trailing Milkweed (Sarcostemma hirtellum), Sonoran Desert, Southern Arizona

Who scattered these stars
across wilderness washes
while owls were singing?

Text and photo © 2013 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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