Sage Flowers
The desert is painted
Sage brushed hues
–Purples and blues
Emerging from ephemeral
Stream beds and rivers
Echoing wind currents
Of flowing cloud covered skies
–Just close your eyes
Follow the songs of
Rattling herbaceous leaves
Blowing in the breeze
These little desert trees
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