Walking in the high desert, <br />My heart was ever at ease. <br />Whether in the noon day sun, <br />Or in the evening breeze. <br />My wonder never ceased. <br /> <br />The burning sands around me, <br />And God was everywhere. <br />In the washes and the mountains, <br />And in the sky so fair, <br />I tell you he is there. <br /> <br />The cholla and the creosote, <br />As far as you can see. <br />And yellow flowers in the spring, <br />The ravens flying free, <br />All wonderful to me. <br /> <br />The snow upon the mountains, <br />Jacks bounding o'er the sand. <br />Coyotes howling at the moon at night, <br />Behind the cactus stands. <br />Lord it was, oh, so grand. <br /> <br />Walking in the high desert, <br />I found myself again. <br />And found a beauty never known to me, <br />I never missed the rain. <br />Beautiful memories, my mind retains. <br /> <br />12/23/11 Alton Texas<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walking-in-the-high-desert/
