Cacti Visions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cacti scraping my mind, leaving impressions of nature
deeply felt and appreciated by the nature of my soul.
Engraved forever, memories of my silent majestic
friends out in deserts of Arizona.
Looking at regal views as we pass through miles of
cacti gardens, taking deeply refreshing breaths of
clean, unpolluted air from on high.
Creosole-scented fragrances touching a dainty sense
of smell.
Traveling across the desert on a one lane highway,
being revitalized by it's beauty and holy vision.