Camped at White Water Spring. Walked through a forest of Cholla and crossed streams paved with river rocks. Now, the setting sun, lights up the green mountain. The lichen shines bright in the rays and I am content. Blue skies with scattered clouds. I feel like a character from Elf Quest, set in the Land Before Time infused with Avatar enthusiasm.
Wasabi peas are The Shit!
A conglomeration
A parody
A hypocrity
of plant life and wild life converge in this desert
Next to running streams gather Saguaro, and Cottonwood trees
alike
A melting pot of dynamics
play off each other like people in a big city
Everything goes out here –
spikes, thorns, spines, moss,
soft, wet, hard, lush, smooth,
round, sharp, angular
We all gather under this full
moon to dance the dance of the Earth
Bowing our heads and lifting our
arms, we rejoice in this playfulness
God surly is smiling to see us
coexisting
Laughing even at our hurried ways
Let’s play today
and think tomorrow
Let’s breathe right now
and sigh another day
As the sun sinks low behind the
hill, let’s remember those that
came before, and the ones that
will come after
Linger on that golden ray of sun
and let it light a spark
in your deepest of hearts
Whisper your prayer into the
listening ear of the land
Find a rock, a tree, a cactus
it will listen, if you listen
To your heart you must be true
Wonder and amazement never
cease unless you
cease
So keep on my friends – let’s
laugh for that is the
best remedy!
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