Desert Psalm

There can be no isolation
when God is around
I hear His voice clearest
not in the barker's hubub
of market sound
it is in the silent keep
of the desert deep
that God is found

in the distant mirage
of the hot desert mound

where tarantulas creep
and the yuccas weep
God is abound

His dancing form
whirling around
in dusty storm
darting wild
in jack rabbit bound

at night in crystal sky
and milky moon
when coyotes cry
and the joshua swoon
in a whispering sound
the sigh of a lost soul
is gracefully found