Walking around the desert, looking at it's stark beauty,
loving vast and intense feelings that are given to me
when alone in it's meaningful emptiness.
Solely taking in everything, leaving nothing out, as I
write poetry constantly, peace of this Arizona desert
filling me spiritually, increasing faith and hope ex-
potentially.
Silence tenderly giving me food for thought, aiding in the
realizations and truths of myself, delineating the person
that I've now become in the passage of time and life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem