It's Hot in the Desert

I am most definitely a desert soul, but even I think it is hot from time to time!  The town I live in is usually about 8-10 degrees hotter than Phoenix, and last week it reached 127 degrees. It made me think of many poems I've written about the desert and I want to share one with you from my book, "A Brief Moment in Infinite Time." The poem is titled "Coalescence," and it reminds me that as the soil is courageous before the heat of the sun, I too, can be courageous in tunneling deep into my soul, where all is laid bare.iuuki When I bravely do that, the darkness within melds with the divine light until they are one.  Here is the poem in print and in audio form, in case you want to listen rather than read, or do both!

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.

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