Seek the desert –
The space where stars walk lightly,
And wheeling birds frame an infinite sky –
Water cradles in a rocky basin
And water tracks where dreams of water lie.
The space where hearts walk softly,
And dust-born flowers shape a lullaby –
Silence drips like water in a garden,
And blossoms forth the whispered God to life.
Skeleton At The Feast 
This is truly beautiful.
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Thank you for reading! I’m so glad you enjoyed it.
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My pleasure! Thanks for liking one of my posts which helped me find you! 🥰🌟💛
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Love this. You have the voice.
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Thank you, I’m very glad you enjoyed!
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I have a feeling that nowadays we are all living in the deserts of our lives…
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It does feel that way, I find it helpful to remember that “desert experiences” are a natural part of living a human life. The event may be catastrophic, but the experience doesn’t have to be. Thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts.
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Truly beautiful poem with a gorgeous photo. Thanks for sharing this.
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