That the tenacity
And virility
Of life in the desert
Surprises me
But I shrug
And think to myself
Life itself
Is a surprise
Which always surprises me
But I shrug
And think to myself
Life itself
Is a surprise
Which always surprises me
But I recline
Beneath a golden sky
Above a glittering sea
And therein lies
The greatest wealth
I’ll ever need
Exquisite beauty
But I prefer the mystery
I came here
Enthralled
Thirty-five years ago
Wide-eyed country boy
Glass and steel
In perfect lines
Rose above
The waters tread by commerce
Up the hill
And through the woods
Round corners
Through the trees
Over roots and rocks
Over this world
Of heat and sorrow
Which takes so much
Then leaves so little
Myself
Left so much behind
In faded memories
Lost to time
Distraction
And repression