Desert

Can you tell me why 

If you know 

Why am I dry today? 

Some days are an endless verdant Spring

Color and scent 

Rain and sun 

And I am a tree 

Green and so alive 

Deep roots

Branches reaching skyward 

But today 

I am desert 

I search for the message 

That body, mind and spirit have for me 

And I can find none 

In the end 

I have come to know 

Some days are like that 

And so I sit 

This dryness is mine 

And like all things 

It will pass in its time 

Tonight the moon is still mine 

And in the morning the sun 

Maybe then I'll have the answer 

Maybe not 

It's all good 

Being is enough