Sand On Stone

Sand On Stone short poem

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Dirt and dust from dawn to dusk
Across earth’s ragged rim
A blue sky wide by a sun trek long
Red mud cracked dried hard as rock
Scarred and scoured end to end
A desert to the bone
Buzzards tread up-drafts of wind
Adder tracks and scorpion
Jackal trots across the sand
Then bursting forth from brittle brush
Lithe impala spook and spring
Streak of shadow flash of hide
Lean of body long of stride
Smooth and muscled black of horn
Arching over rutted trail
Leaping eons east to west
Tensile swift and sure afoot
Then bounding over rock and boulder
Graceful quick of hoof and smooth
As windblown sand on time worn stone
Emerging from the birth of days
When nothing but a Word went forth
Across the waste and void to brood
Above the starless deep
Forming wilderness of emptiness
From endless silence mountains rise
Beasts of dust to roam ravine
And spill in herds across the plain
And winged creatures of the air
In multitudes too great to name
Of solitudes too broad to span
Too high and deep to understand
As sunlight fades to twilight
A thousand hills away
Enfolding all within the night
Unending one with all the day
Our campfire settles in its ashes
A crescent moon appears
The Southern Cross shines like a promise
Another million years

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My wife, Noy and I are Protestant missionaries in Cambodia. We met in a border refugee camp in Thailand back in 1979 while I was a refugee relief worker. She was a refugee. I lived and worked in Mairut Refugee Camp for three years. We have three grown kids. I was drafted into the Army in 1969, served in Vietnam from 1970 to 1971 and honorably discharged at the end of my military obligation. Writing prose and poetry is how I document the life I'm living and how I map out the mental landscape inside my head.
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