The desert flower blooms in the hot lazy sun <br />Anticipating Mother Nature to send someone <br />To photograph the beauty of it all <br />To take in all the colors of the fall <br />The warm wind sways her gently to and fro <br />Dancing mystically, putting on a show <br />Dispensing aromas you can almost see <br />Soothing the eyes so magically <br />Between the fire and the sand <br />It fits in style to the lay of the land <br />Its’ thirsty thorns reach out to a mirage <br />Luring those brave enough to make a charge <br />To not have seen it would be a sin <br />It arouses senses that only come from within <br />It yearns for a loving touch of the human hand <br />It aches for you to understand <br />It stands guard as it is its duty <br />To pronounce itself a desert beauty<br /><br />Alfred Ramos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/desert-beauty/
