Visons in The Desert
I sat with a sage in an oasis
His eyes was a riveting blue
His long brown hair danced in the breeze
After a long walk in silence across the desert plain
The sun bright but not too hot
A sea of sand with no horizon
We found a fresh green respite
He watched me as I nervously tried to look away
Then smiled and finally asked
“Don’t you get tired of carrying around your cross and
playing the victim?
Don’t you know that was all done for you?
I have watched you twist and toil and cling to leaves with
no life”
His eyes began to well with tears as he reached for my hand
He smiled and softly urged, “Woman, you have been given both
freedom and chosen gifts yet you
Hang around the dead. Please, remove the spikes from your
hands and feet and live.”
My hands bled and my face glistened with tears
I looked up to thank him but he was already gone
……Lisa C