I Am The Mojave
I am the white quartz,
That sparkles so.
I am the Desert Willow.
I am the Santanas,
That burning blow.
I am the night eyes burning yellow.
Yellow, I am the creosote,
Covering the land.
I am the washes and the hills.
I am the golden grains of sand,
I am the cure, for all your ills.
I am great mountains,
Topped with snow.
I am the clear blue sky.
I am the friend you long to know,
I am the Ravens flying high.
High, I am the stars that shine,
The clear night air,
For endless miles.
I am the cool welcoming night,
Following the heat,
And noon day trials.
I am Coyotes I am the rattlesnakes,
I am Jackrabbits running free.
I am the land that takes, and takes,
I am the Desert, a vast dry sea.
I am called Mojave,
Yet what is in a name.
Some claim I am Paradise,
I am the Bronc, you will never tame,
Inside me you will find no lies.
I am abundant life, but also death,
Depending on your unique vision.
I'll take your soul, likewise your breath,
I'll drive you to the edge,
I can be your mortal enemy,
But much prefer,
That I should be your friend.
Many before have felt my lure,
I am the Mojave, I have no end.
9/5/13 Alton Texas.
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