DESERT'S CHILD
The Cross at my neck burns
Hot
White hot,
And with sunset
The desert's heart is on fire.
In the distance a coyote
Howls
Seeking its mate. Darkness
Descends.
Is this the precursor of the world
To come or the coming
Day's rebirth?
Listen! The Holy Spirit
Is about to sigh and we must be
Attentive.
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