Rising daylight as the world takes a turn
I sat on the sand like the desert wife
The winds kept chiming and camels run
No voice no man into endless horizon..
My sinking feet fight to hold surface
watching sand grains create tricky mazes..
So dry so sharp a sweet deserted trill
Humming dunes an overwhelming chill
No rain to soften no drops to drink
an oasis some water just a mirage I think
watching nature carve a parched beauty
a cactus stands with its thorny smile
With the rising cold with the falling heat
As I felt the change heard the heartbeat
I felt the magnificence of being alive
when I sat on the sand like the desert wife
