Even In The Driest Of The Desert

out there
in the driest part of the desert
a flower still thrives
thin leaves
and tiny petals
stalks like wires
and roots
penetrating the softness
of the sands
out there
it is preaching of hope
resiliency

some flowers are scarlet
deep blue
but nowhere can you find
black

black is the color of death
red is the color of
the wounded sands.