The Promise of Rain

Low distant thunder –

Winds blow the curtain and bring

the sweet scent of pine.


We are teased at first…

but the desert clouds relent.

Raindrops fall on sand.


Up on the far hill

Carlos Rey stands desert watch

and awaits the rain.


The old Juniper

outlived his sons and daughters

born in distant days.


Raindrops and thunder –

Carlos Rey shakes in the wind.

and drinks it all in.



Carlos Rey is an old, stately Juniper that I “own” – or maybe he “owns” me. I’m just the last of many that have come his way. He probably witnessed Coronado and was “owned” by the King of Spain for many years….hence the name


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