DESERT ATTRACTS SOLITARIES
ONE BY ONE,THEY COME
to taste and drink in the silence
They do not want a city
with noise ,pollution of others
They would prefer a singular path
"Far From The Madding Crowd"
Something ancient clings to those who sing in silence
It is the deep of ages with no need for languages
It is a space that is both earth and sky and altar
If there were water,others would dip in
Sand and time combine to keep the rushing worlds away
You can grow slow here.Go old ,hear?
Nothing to see.Everything to say.Stay..