Like a coyote I make my way in the untamed desert, I am alone but not lonely. Early this eve I cry out to rejoice. I know exhaustion. Pure destiny is just over that rise. Foreboding thorny Saguaros stand as sentinels on either side guarding against any of my foe, sunset beckons me to continue this journey. On borrowed time my eyes shades of amber and hazel catch the twinkling of light, more than a star. Pulsating energy flows strongly into my often self-condemning will. I take a generous breath of love, and then with insight I continue to travel along into the darkness of the night. by S.E. Clark