Barbara Maxwell Deraoui

October 30, 1953- Wisconsin
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The Desert

You are in the desert
You are kneeling
Your eyes are closed
You are all alone
The sun is out
It’s a bright day but not hot
It is quiet

The desert

It starts to rain
A translucent umbrella appears
It opens over you
It is bathed in light

The desert

As the rain falls
The water doesn’t touch you
It rolls off the umbrella
As it hits the ground it dries

The desert

You feel safe and calm
You know you are not alone
You are protected

The desert
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