In the absence of
satellite, cable or cell phone,
connected to earth and sky,
I am constantly learning
to listen to something
more interesting than the talk of men.
No need for academic literature,
analyzing and sorting worries,
or mystical literature,
presenting prayers and praise,
but occasional, oblique,
unformed words.
Sunlight reflecting wisdom
off rare puddles in the sand.
© 2025 Bruno Talerico
Stafford challenge 131/365.
Desert Dweller 
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