I roamed in the desert
The sand is before me
I continue on my path,
Then a castle rises in front of me.
I see a prince in the garden
His hair is gold like the sun
His eyes the color of the sky
His cloak the color of midnight
And upon his head is a crown of silver stars.
He looks up from a wounded animal and he sees me.
I can see the sadness in his eyes.
I ask him if the animal is dead
He says no, and I offer to help
His eyes start to sparkle
I go to the wounded animal and pray
The wound is healed
The prince then looks at me
And I can see the love in his eyes
He asks if I would like a tour of the castle,
I say yes
We talk for hours about different subjects
As we go into the garden that night
I felt I was in love with this prince
He asks if I would like to stay with him
My answer is yes.
He then takes a cloak and puts it around me
The cloak is the color of the sky.
He also takes a crown of gold stars
And puts it on my head
I have fallen in love with a spirit
Who has in return loved me
He is known as Desert Spirit
He is Jesus Christ
The Lord God Almighty.
Critics welcome.
Natasha, I am not a Christian, so, I'm glad your title didn't give the fact away that you obviously are. I might not have read it if it had. I'm glad that I found this poem tonight, however. My fiance and I spend a great deal of time out in the desert, and we have 'religious' experiences there quite frequently as well. It's so silent and so still....and if there is a god...I think we find him/her/it there too. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deeply spiritual piece of work Natasha, nice imagery too. Well done. Andrew