The Prophet
They squabble and spit to defend beliefs clashing on spiritual frontiers, no true script but the audacity of fools leaking …
They squabble and spit to defend beliefs clashing on spiritual frontiers, no true script but the audacity of fools leaking …
Just north of El Prado, the land slopes down toward Hondo Valley. A green Forest Service truck and vintage motorbikes …
Beneath a jacaranda tree I fell asleep and dreamed. A desert spread before my eyes Pristine, or so it seemed, …
Silvery spinifex shake and shiver startled by the winds soft sigh. The night is hushed and quiet, a big mob …
Where the rattler coils in the yucca shade And the lizard’s hue is bright Where the riven sandstone holds the …