An un-jealous joy

So rare, in this tropical desert

But here it is

Blooming like moonlillies

Radiating their presence

In defiance of chance

Look,

Look at the cactus man

What a strange stance, man

But not that unusual, I suppose,

Regarding his countless brothers

Dancing on the hill

There's armadillos and vultures

Sage brush and scorpions;

It looks like someone

Let the weird kids hear about the party

Laughing, I turn from these comrades

And stare at the full moon, above the dune

What?

What do you have to say of me ,

Moon-

Most dreary of all actors,

Situated as though before a stage?

It just grins back

And the stars sprinkle glitter

Like too-sharp snow

Icing the oasis in an ephemeral surrealism

A cloud passes over the night sky

Blanketing the shy zodiacs

And we're no longer motionless

In a treaty of acceptance, all rise to dance

Assuming the cactus-man stance

And we're singing as we prance

Parading in a field of radiance

And we're blooming like moonlillies

Radiating their presence

In defiance of chance