Sage

by ST, early 1980s

A piece of Wisdom,
A piece of the desert,
matures in adversity
of its own.

Only a little of this seasoning
much improves the flavor
in a place where Life is dry as bone.

Looking for sage alone
for seasons one can roam
in this wilderness of Life--
but even sage when grown
withers, without the loan
of rain from the Source of Life.

Published by Emerging Bird

When life seems like a broken egg, something amazing may emerge.

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