Here you will hear winds cut through the cactus waist
atop crystals where I walk clear, milky and rose
uphold these quartz certain in their course untold
this desert knows me here this I know... Her arroyos
speak to her dry riverbed toil, stone-weighted
in their matter of magnetic Earth
~ deep dark watery and wet, an everlasting breath of light
back into the core of oneness where we once met.
O' how to grasp this life so reliant on a drying deserts plight
atmospheric and at the end of sage in its very old age
all I know is it brings me to this little black notebook
to where the sunlit saguaros grow, grandfathers
surrendering and needling waters mellifluous flow
molten her hair at sunset with softness from her
salida del Sol, this is the golden desert that I know.
But deeper yet from 9,000 miles away
in an outback desert we met, when and where
a yellow-footed rock wallaby saved our breath
18 miles under fire swept gumTrees and maggot-filled dead springs
the desert put us to the test ~ A walk about,
A Vision Quest... with an oasis never met
a serious encounter surely never to forget.
And yet I know the desert even deeper still
from a little black dog 'named Shen' I took on
midday in a cloudless summers sun
fire spoke in his brightest ray absorptive her coats emittance
luminescence turned her soul transmissions
where No shadow could abide forbiddance
her Light LOVEd she solaced and swelter
family, we became one and deeper still... I felt her heat
thus this desert, this Love Story, I know complete.
Still just as Curious today like when I was a child
I play and runaway to this barren land
to be held in all the places I discovered to be Grand
deplete I laid as my heartbeat ached over the ocean
paralyzed by the heat and emotion
in a hollow I prayed to the clay
she was dense and dark enough to take my pain.
Sure enough a seasons change came
and I felt her Holly succulence once again
the dust settled and amethyst reveal
our four crowned beauty queens and her 3 Rivers Real.
Unchartered these meanderings
and edged like the Desert's fine-lined close of day
SOlemnly BEtrUthed to this lotuSing life;
its dark dry mouth vast where dew drops glisten like king inLight
these are the nectarous accumulations, pondering
lakes, walking talking our ancestors realizations.
Saltbushed they sway
laying bait to come back home again and again
heartmind Song spirit and soul
a total melanation of his sun and her moon
a LOVE unified in a space of no time
elated i DANCE and We Sing
like JustIs as the mountain lion roams
blood thirsty for prey but as they
Only hunt and consume what one must!
or they just may... take your body astutely
for the desert i know is desolate ~ scarce
and bright like brittlebush.
Breathing in and out from my soul
Part Me occupies this vacant desert that I Know
where I hermit and remEmber my Embodied whole
you Sea Fresh starts begin in the desert replete
in the heat, in the Heart of this empty retreat
unwinded again in the deserts end.
In this little black book with sacrificed pages
lay my wonderings reMinding me to get empty again,
to continuously mend my watery friend
so that I can see and know what is really
for me and to keep it totally FREE.
Here in the desert only the waves help find your soul
stillness with a deep Hoot, KAw, prrrrr and hOwl
I write wee love serenades in this little black book
ones that bring me hOMe, Here and NOW again
as consistent as a coyote call
I respect this deserted-edge that I know
it's where We come to Make and Know
Sweet Water with our soul
AhHAaaa clear relief, a wisdom thats brilliant
the smell of chaparral and rain, a WET monsoon
Electric their high merry meet
charged Ecstatically this hot deplete.
All is possible in the mysterious depths of my little black book
dark as a new moon in the desert and white are it's pages
expansive and ready for my All Encompassing colors:
clear imaginal Beingness arrives inJOYing this Live painting
with all chapters simultaneous ~ past, Present, future.
Here it did it came and went, by and by X marked the spot
to this private destination spun once from 6 to 7 o'clock
O' yes to the Golden circumnavigation up from under the cairns
someone, sometime buried it so graciously I received
this experiential expedition, exhilarating as eXhAlation
an unequivocal karmic escalation found in quiet desolation
where even contemplation abandons
all-wandered expectation, a void and limitless Initiation.
Full circle are the coordinates to my all provoking and maddening Peaks
Mary too I AM the Desert in her deepest defeats,
as androgynous as our bridal chamber, divinity
merry meet till we meet again, peeling back all the layers
enTrance to get empty a return to be of service again
on pilgrimage in the lonesome painted WILDERness
read Here only a matrix where the DESERT knows the very INN
on her altar this Desert Rose.
One can hEar their heArt in the desert
where no one is discrete and yoUR
LOVE is as Open and as Pure as Crystalline
dissolved in this sharp entanglement of pure~Light energy.
What other grounded symphony sounds out the glow
of a fullMooning tidal mammal SATurated
in their illumined water-drawing sundowning halO...
Where else is this HUMmmm of iodine and air making sweet
hArmOnic frequency violet Effervescence
where We Are All Connected in essence
entwined in our earthen Green Blue sky Grow.
Ancient Lovers Resolve and Sacred is every opportunity
to Make LOVE in this diVine play
to live the way we want to feel
day by night and night by day
a MATRImonial upgrade!
Naturally UPlifted this Desert Rose that I know
first one must know how to walk alone and
Magnificent WeAreOurs the keystone of our crown,
ready to merge and coCreate with another
Fully heart mind and soul.
Alkaline mineral springs and selenium rich redstones
argons representation of some Tibetan Reincarnation:
deaths Copper, Silver and Gold
heliUM and OXyGen rations,
breathing back to back in Hydrogens Relation
LOVE your WATER AS ALL
is ALL there has ever been to kNOW
with all of your breaths... truly there's this!
the ONE and only Real Desert Rose
thats All, it's all here in my little black notebook
beside my wee dog named Shen
as this Desert Rose I know ad astra per aspera
'through hardships to the the stars' Behold.
LOVE Water in All of Your Ways,
xOXo
your Beautiful Heart & Soul Blessed by Spirit
About the Creator
Amber Brovelli
Amber Brovelli is a dancer, daughter, student and a teacher of earth, devoted to the heArt of our true nature, bridging spirit and science through ecological earth wisdom, embodied movement, meditation and loving action in the world.
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