Desert Rose Poem by M A Parry Eugene

You are like a desert rose-unravished, pure,
Though the dust and sand may surround you for sure;
Your breath and beauty must reign supreme forever,
In the lull and storm the fragrance must linger forever;
And the vile winds may not put on you a slur,
But spread the sweet supreme scent in every corner;
For all times you remain a pilgrim place,
Of my dreams, desires -lending them a divine grace;
A sojourn sweet for a traveller torn gone astray,
In the Oasis liberating, the troubles must go away;
Into a pilgrim the waste wanderings turn,
A pure enlightened heart for him you earn;
How dare waste wanderings they call them all,
When unto you Desert Rose their destiny does call.