Juan Olivarez

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Song Of The Mojave


This song I heard, in the desert high.
Carried on the wind, in the evening sky.

It echoed over the desert sands,
As I tried to steady, my trembling hands.

It flowed over washes, it flowed over hills,
It made my heart race, with new found thrills.

It seemed to linger, on the Desert Willow,
As purple blossoms formed my pillow.

All creatures of the desert, both big and small,
Even the coyotes, with their enchanting call.

Listened as the song of God on high,
Arrived on the breeze, from the evening sky.

12/24/13 Alton Texas

Submitted: Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, December 24, 2013

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