A Saturday oasis
owls and crickets murmur
with the frogs and geese calls
a gentle desert breeze across a star covered sky
with a modern man made lake softly lit
by lighting that shimmers over an unlikely life
a June high dessert early morning sweetened
by air from a day heated conifer feeding
from whose deeply fissured barks that add
surface character to tan colored sand
otherwise so flat and opened to that distant mountain magic
a junipernus fragrance of a leaf
whispering with the breeze and morning calls
as dawn squeezes night out and the day sneaks in
the Sunday sun glows
to the announcing distance of wheels
droning to even more distant trains
suddenly the morning creatures begin a chorus
to the welcoming light
that once quiet and dark
painting those shadows colors of morning
now painted by the glowing light from the east
the dry water color
settles by the gentle lights of man
and the shimmering water he treasures
a cool breeze of a desert morning in June
the new Sunday of a Saturday oasis
