Wonderful Desert Rose Poem by ENOCH JOHN

I dreamt one warm night that i was in a wide desert,
Where the ochre sky stared at me in mock solemnity,
And not to be intimidated I stared back at the vast sky,
And I wondered why I was here so far from my comforts.

But then it slowly dawned upon me and I began to understand,
For just ahead of me almost hidden by a sand dune,
Was a sight that almost left me breathless,
For sitting in the desert sand was a most beauteous rose.
But oh, how can such beauty be found in such an arid place?
But then I thought, that's exactly how nature works!