
Coalescence
I scan the
desert tableau,
taking in the
dry cracks and sandy crevices
faded and drear from desert's sun.
The soil blistered and fissured
by heat,
never crouches cowardly
before the orb's threatening light.
Lest my soul be
like the parch'ed desert ground,
I search for the
river of cool,
the place that is still and safe.
I tunnel through the
unknown territory within.
I go deeper into
the inner darkness that is
all around, until
the darkness and the light
coalesce as one.