The desert

“…the desert, where there is the communal book of moonlight. We were among the rumour of wells. In the palace of winds.”
Michael Ondaatje.

The desert…
Where everything is communal and eternal.

Where every whisper of Love hits
the depth
Of Reason.

Where moonbeams
linger longer
and draw misterious chants
in the sand.

I believe in it.

 

Rene Magritte

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Painting by Rene Magritte.

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