Walking In The High Desert Poem by Juan Olivarez
Walking In The High Desert
Walking in the high desert,
My heart was ever at ease.
Whether in the noon day sun,
Or in the evening breeze.
My wonder never ceased.
The burning sands around me,
And God was everywhere.
In the washes and the mountains,
And in the sky so fair,
I tell you he is there.
The cholla and the creosote,
As far as you can see.
And yellow flowers in the spring,
The ravens flying free,
All wonderful to me.
The snow upon the mountains,
Jacks bounding o'er the sand.
Coyotes howling at the moon at night,
Behind the cactus stands.
Lord it was, oh, so grand.
Walking in the high desert,
I found myself again.
And found a beauty never known to me,
I never missed the rain.
Beautiful memories, my mind retains.
12/23/11 Alton Texas
Thank you for wrapping your verses around me and thereby taking me with you to see the experiences that your your verbal paintings talk of. I look forward to reading more of your poetry. Feel free to visit my poetry
Ah yes, such grace tis there... and here in your fine words. Beautiful poem, absolutely beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 3:38:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Just had to read this one again pal... it is so deep, so good, so true. My soul sings a tune my heart hears in the wonderful words of this beautiful song. I'll be returning to this one time and again... it IS that good! I think you are one of the few who understand the call of the desert; - Have you ever read Desert Solitaire by Edward Abbey? GREAT book! ! ! Abbey truly understood the allure, the soul of the desert. Peace brother. Smoky.