Loreena Mckennitt, The Old Ways Poem by RIC BASTASA

Loreena Mckennitt, The Old Ways



IN the desert
A camel
A lady
Riding
Against an orange sky

The lady in silk

She is running away

From the hot sun

In the desert
The sun is confident
Following her

In the full view

After all, the desert where the camel
And the woman walk

Is the sun’s best friend.

The usual old ways do not know betrayal.

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