After sunset,
red clouds flare and
flame against the sky.
As dusk becomes night,
the silence of the desert
grows vast and deep.
moves through
a spatter of stars.
Closing the tent,
I thank God
for this day.
Closing my eyes,
I wait for dreams
to be born.
© 2016 Richard Havenga
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