Racing through the desert, being torn from life's edges,
watching - consuming with eyesight - many saguaro cacti.
So proud, standing, protecting desert realms, yet arms
reaching out to all, humbly proclaiming all of nature
as God's own.
Touching interiorly, inspirationally, what is written
here for you to read.
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