I Pray Roses Shall Rain Down On Me

she is reaching out
her arms tonight
and lord my
poverty is real
i pray roses shall
rain down on me
from guadalupe
on her hill
but who am i
to doubt
these mysteries
cured in centuries
of blood and
candle smoke
i am the least
of all your
pilgrims here
but i am most
in need of hope
--tom russell


Zoroaster and Brahma Temple (top)
Elvis sighting outside Phantom Canyon (below)