Desert Sea

I went to throw myself into the desert sea;
to find isolation and solitude between the swells of the earth
and shifting light. 

Day to night, and night, and night as it echoes beyond the evening,
the storm calmed.

At critical mass, the moon then shifted the tide . . .
and the understructure,
the secret work in preparation for the next day had begun.

El Paso Mountains
El Paso Mountains