When it gets so hot outside that I do not want to move.... when my energy is dried up and The "Noon day demon" casts its shadow over the entire day, I do not lose hope.
I can feel the blazing heat and KNOW, it will not burn me up... looking into the Sunlight with guarded eyes, my sight is brilliant.
The desert brings up memories that are like prickly branches rubbing from
Within my mind and body... memories of loss;
A pruning of my Soul and not without the ache.
The sun burns off hidden delusions of grandeur.
I am next to nothing in the desert....
But am not dead...
Hope soothes me
Faith Keeps me.... fed.