the heart of the desert

This is the desert. The sun and the wind are my teachers. The rock is my mentor. The lizard and the snake, the coyote and the raven — these are my brothers and sisters. The ironwood and palo verde are my shelter, water is my life blood.

The heart of the desert beats on. It’s rhythm hammers through my being. It echoes in my own heartbeat, it rings through my veins.

This is the desert. This is home.

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