Desert Song from ||||||| by LAPHONA

I am of the desert.
A pillar of sand holding against the wind,
absorbing the days and releasing the nights.
My attentions tumbleweed,
my soul seeks shade.
But I trust all to the wind and dry rivers
and bear witness to the sun.

You are of the desert.
Offering flowers
or needles
to those who see past your mirage.
Dry plains stretch far,
and beneath shifting dunes -
underground rivers;
so much life.

We are of the desert.
Dust to dust, fretting over grains of sand,
minds thrumming like cicadas.
Our secrets hide from the sun
and surface in the cool night.
Every sense can listen
and the wind is never wrong.
Birds know where to shelter,
and when to be still -
when all shadows merge into one.

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