Having returned from Morocco, I must be honest in saying that I am glad to be back. It rained a lot which was surprising. Driving through the desert along the stark, barren landscape, I was amazed by the shock of rain in a warm climate:
The soil swallows up the water.
The rivers swell but so few plants grow,
Sharp, stunted bushes pepper the landscape
Water pulses through the cracks
along the dry lines of desert,
rocky beds glint under delicate footprints
left by the goats and the sheep and the wild scruffy souls
who watch flocks with care, warning off cars with friendly sticks.
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