ALPHABET RAIN IN THE DESERT by Poet Ben Miller

Alphabet Rain in the DesertBy Ben MillerIn the forward flowing sands amongst the freedom chimesWe stood in the wind sages burningNo direction but to rise and no motion in the soundClouds and letters descending in alphabet rains
But still we are lost on the high and lonesome long time roadThat twists around that craggy and teeth filled mountainFollowing hints and clues left for us to dissolve in our bodiesOnly inherited for this brief spark of journeyMust we return it when we’re done like a ren...