The goddess of the desert speaks to me in silence.
Her breath, cool and dry, washes over me in gentle benediction.
It touches the wounded places inside and soothes my battered spirit.
Too much. Too much!
And my soul which has been ready to fly cries “Take me with you and let me dwell in silence too!”
Her breath again touches me; soothing me.
And from the silence she speaks; “Stay, it is not yet your time. I am here. Take comfort from the silence within. Embrace it and hold me close.”
The voice fades on the desert breeze. Leaving me alone with the silence and a feeling of peace that washes over me with gentle benediction.
(C) LBolotin/Cat 2018