sonoran cleansing

this morning, i needed to be reminded of the sanctity of desert rain
and the sentience of the branched and flowered beings among us

and how the proud mesquite clung to its tears
spheres of rain like oil on its feathered leaves

i knelt and witnessed the creosote and her waxy leaves
that parted to give birth to a singular moment of dew

on this morning, our trees were adorned with bindi beads
tiny prismatic prayer flags strung from leaf to leaf

and now they are shedding weight one droplet at a time
releasing their tears plump with elixir of sorrow and celebration

holy water, anointed by the skies and the sun
and trickling a blessing atop my head


3 Comments Add yours

  1. Oh my gosh, so beautiful, so foreign to me. Perfect captures. xo

  2. Heather says:

    This is so beautiful! Makes me home sick. For the desert and for you : )

  3. there is nothing better to smell than creosote after a rain!

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