we are the wilderness
the wilderness is us
deserts are paradises
of possibility awaiting
return long departed
rains years missing
ever ready
to flower
in instant rain
into vast desert seas
of flower blooms
within paradise landscapes
of all bliss minded
to swim river wind
flows of desert flowers
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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