In the wilderness of Arizona
Overlooked by mountains from the West
Devotees have Lord Ganesha housed
At the heart of Maricopa
In a temple that spires
Into the blue skies
And competes
With the mounts of Sierra Estrellas
The Lord is roused every morn
By the moos of cattle
From farms that abound
In the surrounds
Winds of the Sonoran desert pay obeisance
With the abundant aroma
Of peas, pecans, melons, citrus and alfalfa
I ventured into His presence
In the early morning breeze
Charged with the scent of incense
Flowers, camphor and turmeric
Smiling sat the Lord of elephant visage
Granting boons to one and all
The great remover of obstacles
In a desert town that once had
Received and sent dreamers in hordes
Into the arms of wilderness
In quest of gold to the North
As trains through day and night
Screeched and rattled on adamant tracks
Outside the door on my way back
A brownie dog stood guard
His face, I thought, spoke of a Mexican past
Whom I befriended with the biscuits I had
Into a playful bonhomie that sang
The world is one and the Lord too so
May all we see be auspicious too
The Lord inside sure did smile
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