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Quietest Place on Earth - Dec. 5, 2024

  • Gary Hunter
  • Dec 5, 2024
  • 1 min read

just before winter’s rain

cactus don’t scream for water


if they did imagine the

cacophony of complaints


the pitiful young and suffering old

wailing in a choir of desperation


instead the desert is one

of the quietest places on earth


with the first rains you’d think you

could hear suckling sounds


and after the clouds clear

it might be like sighing


but all voices of suffering or relief

the wind picks up with the sand


and sweeps away in whispers

that sting the faces of those

that dare listen


 
 
 

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