from The Desert is my Mother

I say teach me.
She blooms in the sun's glare,
     the snow's silence
     the driest sand.

Le digo, ensename.
Y florece en el brillo del sol,
     en el silencio de la nieve,
     en las arenas mas secas.

I read this page and teared up. It's amazingly similar to a verse in Isaiah that has become one of my life verses.

The desert and the parched land will be glad;

the wilderness will rejoice and blossom.

Like the rose, it will burst into bloom;

it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.

Isaiah 35:1-2

What a picture of beauty -- a desert flower. And the best thing is that it's not at all just a poetic idea; rather, it's a very real treasure God gives us, and, as such, a picture of His character and His way. Darkness is as light to Him. Barrenness is as bounty. Desert is as blossom.