Convergence
Disparate elements meeting in a desert
of thought not abandoned as such
we oft reflect even on elements currently not in use
Deities admired but currently not evoked
symbols burned into mind and memory
awaiting a call
they serve our needs
as we serve theirs
then return to subconscious echoes
until we meet again
“I have never been in a natural place and felt that it was a waste of time. I never have. And it’s a relief. If I’m walking around a desert or whatever, every second is worthwhile.”
“Am I willing to give up what I have in order to be what I am not yet? Am I able to follow the spirit of love into the desert? It is a frightening and sacred moment. There is no return. One’s life is charged forever. It is the fire that gives us our shape. ” –Mary Richards