Desert knows no tomorrow
Doesn't mind what happens today
Can't remember the hailing, stormy winds
Nor the birdsong's tribute in the amber sweet morning calm.
Pervasive sage grows green strong… then withers
Dying dirt swirls freely… then settles
Burning sun sends its love unrestrained.
Desert knows no tomorrow,
Only peaceful acquiescence to barren brown plains.
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