Confessions of a Cowboy Christian and Practicing Buddhist
Beyond miles and miles of Sonoran and Chihuahuan desert
Criss-crossing the Southwest and Northern Mexico,
Where local folks know how to stand, tall in the saddle, as they say
Across a landscape that seems to go nigh on to forever
Even beyond the Boundlessness of you, O God,
Here imaginations may touch the beauty of all creation
And horizons meet the very edge of eternity.
Here you may see beyond all boundaries
From Terlingua to Tucson,
Marfa to Manhattan, Edna to El Paso
Across vistas of high desert plains,
Streams and rivers merging together.
Where fingers of saguaro cactus
Point upwards in prayer,
While honey and velvet mesquite,
Althorn, ocotillo, lechugilla,
Agave and creosote bush
Bow with grace when touched by the breath of
God Traveling on windblown currents.
O Lord, let such a landscape echo back
Through each of us,
Expanding our sight, to become a vision
That comes to see heaven reflected
Through your divine made eyes.
May such a vision arise in us all
As it did for Christ and the Buddha
To echo, again and again
As we view heaven
Through divine made eyes.
Saint Julian Press
Ron Starbuck ¬© 2010
Ron Starbuck is an author, poet, the Publisher-CEO of Saint Julian Press, and an Episcopalian.