Desert Trek

 

Transcending trainees

venerate our trio

awed by its regal mystery,

repressing new passions

in arid nausea,

hiking duality trails with camels

and bearded earthly kings,

conversing Bedouin, ethics,

monogamy, time journeys

by association.

 

We sip kava, quietly laugh,

at this our evening entourage

and their youthful dialect …

then a pause, gasps,

as the trail brightens

silver with the Star.

The Magus points west.

Myrrh is in the air.

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