Sunrise and the morning desert,
rich and vast and placid –
an endless stretch of sand
awakens beneath a sea of blue.
Jackrabbits and hungry hawks
gobble up morning morsels.
Jacob’s staff, prickly pear,
agave and mesquite
quickly drink the drops of dew
that linger in early light.
Too soon looms the rising sun
with arid breath, relentless tongue.
She wields her greedy
length and breadth
across the valley
around the cliffs
and licks the desert landscape dry.
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