A poem

in poetry •  last month  (edited)

Tempest winds and ice beset
The tortured arid scene
And skin the granite faces
Of ranges whose hearts the ages have wiped clean

Again! The seasons cold refrain
In it's bluster doth presume
The providential sun shines through
And the desert flower blooms

poetry poem desert
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