Eden in the Desert


In this desert

where even the most sensuous kiss

dries to a crisp

where the greatest artwork,

blows away in a dust devil,

where even a tear drop sears to nothing

in the relentless whirling of time,

I call out to You.


With a heart desiccated

as that giant saguaro corpse laid out

black and eaten on the ground,

I beg for even one green blade of grass.


Then I awaken, transported,

the howling wind quiet

the dust settled.

Spring green carpets the ground,

ocotillo sprouts leaves so succulent

you could eat them.

A curved-bill thrasher whistles its joy.


My heart soaks in the dew

the music

the bright warm sun

and knows

this Eden in the desert

is my true home.


Then I see, it is for me

the pain of those prickly pear thorns

the burning heat

the sand that thwarts my steps,

here for me to let go

so that I can know:

All is Eden.



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6 Responses to “Eden in the Desert”

  1. Sheila Burns February 16, 2017 at 9:39 am #

    Exquisite imagery, Lesley. thank you.

  2. Rebecca Sparks February 16, 2017 at 9:40 am #

    What a beautiful tribute to the Beloved! Thank you Leslie.

  3. Stephani February 16, 2017 at 9:42 am #

    The ego balks and wails that the desert is here just to thwart me, torment me. Your inspiring and deeply insightful words give voice to Soul’s knowingness that it’s all here to bring me Home.

  4. Shondeya Betari February 16, 2017 at 10:39 am #

    Hi Lesley,
    Just wanted to say thank you for such an amazing poem. So beautifully expressed…

    I would love to meet you sometime at Seminar. I was at the Feb Seminar and one of the chelas in my group was going to introduce me to you when she saw you out on the patio but the timing was not good on my end. Maybe next time.

    Shabda Blessings,

  5. Helen Visarraga February 16, 2017 at 1:04 pm #

    What a beautiful array of images depicting the temporary nature of everything except love. And, in that love is amazingly real in the moment. Thanks so much Leslie. Always a joy to read your awesome words.

  6. Katie Whitmarsh February 16, 2017 at 4:30 pm #

    Dear friend, thank you for these poems that touch me deep in my heart and remind me of the still joy within me where I practice to live in every moment…….

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