Sands of Serenity & Desert Verse
Channel: PoetryInMotion
Date: 24/04/2024

Sands of Serenity & Desert Verse

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This video is all about the magic of the desert with verse by three fabulous poets:

Timestamps:
00:00 Poetry in Motion – The Desert
01:52 Poetry in Motion poem 1 “The lure of the desert” by Madge Morris Wagner
04:57 Poetry in Motion poem 2 “The Oasis” by Andrew Downing
07:21 Poetry in Motion poem 3 “Bedouin Love Song” by Bayard Taylor

Poem 1 “The lure of the desert” by Madge Morris Wagner

Have you slept in a tent alone, a tent out under the desert sky?Where a thousand thousand desert miles, all silent around you lie?The dust of the aeons of ages dead, And the peoples that trampled by?
Have you looked in the desert's painted cup?Have you smelled at don, the wild, sage musk?Have you seen the lightning flashing up, from the ground in the desert dusk?
Have you heard the song in the desert rain, Like the under tone of a wordless rhyme?Have you watched the glory of colours flame,In its marvel of blossom time?
Have you lain with your face in your hands, afraid, Face down, flat down on your face and prayed?While the terrible sand storm whirled and swirled,In its soundless fury, and hid the world, And quenched the sun in it’s yellow glare,Just you, and your soul, and nothing there?
If you have, then you know, for you’ve felt its spell,The lure of the desert land,And if you have not, then I could not tell, For you could not understand.

Poem 2 “The Oasis” by Andrew Downing

Deep in the desert's fiery heart, From bloom and verdure far apart, A fountain thrust its helping hand,Up through the arid, burning sand,And lo! embroidery of green,Along its silent course was seen,It’s waters wandered o'er the plainTo bless "The Land of Little Rain."
So in some desert-place of life,Where drouth prevails, and storms are rife,Some healing fountain, hid from sight,Some radiant sun of love and light,Some potent sovereign of the hour,Asserts its strange, mysterious power,Repeats the miracle of spring,And sets the desert blossoming.

Poem 3 “Bedouin Love Song” by Bayard Taylor

From the Desert I come to thee,On a stallion shod with fire,And the winds are left behind,In the speed of my desire.
Under thy window I stand,And the midnight hears my cry,I love thee, I love but thee,With a love that shall not die.
Till the sun grows cold,And the stars are old,And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!

Look from thy window and see,My passion and my pain,I lie on the sands below,And I faint in thy disdain.
Let the night-winds touch thy brow,With the heat of my burnings sigh,And melt thee to hear the vow,Of a love that shall not die.
Till the sun grows cold,And the stars are old,And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!

My steps are nightly driven,By the fever in my breast,To hear from thy lattice breathed,The word that shall give me rest.
Open the door of thy heart,And open thy chamber door,And my kisses shall teach thy lips,The love that shall fade no more.
Till the sun grows cold,And the stars are old,And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!

The original music you are listening to is called "The Desert" and was composed and performed by Jon Dalrymple © copyright 2024.

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