The Old Blog in the Desert

Clear the head, the heart, and the soul
During the long hour drive in.
Rinse away the palate that is full,
Ask for forgiveness for daily sins.

Wandering mind and busy eye,
Focus is lost on the desert scene.
Where does the emotional self-fly,
Logic lost, what does it mean?

Parts fragmented in private conversation,
Talking to God and others is not there.
Anger arises as does desired retaliation,
The only place the heart can freely share.

Clear the head, the heart, and the soul
Of all that is filled with reviled hate.
Add colors to the palate till it is full
To start the day refreshed, so great!