For the Poetic Asides prompt 530 Where You Are, Photo by Reiseuhu on Unsplash

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Here the sun
hangs like a weight
its heat like a curtain,
dense, wrapped around itself
like thick clouds
keeping out the light.

Dust clouds swirl
around hardy rocks,
each peak a monument
to defiance, to aeons
of resistance,
to heads held high against
the ravages of earth,
sand and time.

For a season this,
this barren space
which survives
against the odds
is home, reluctant
as it may be