On the undulating scorching sand dunes,
The sandstorms are unrelenting,
Whips and slashes my skin and hair,
Blinds my eyes and confuses directions,
I walk alone.
I search for that Promised Oasis.
My thirst remains unquenched as the burning sun blazes overhead.
I see skeletons and vultures of death.
Travelers defeated on this life’s journey,
Disillusioned, defeated…giving up the search.
At night the stars are brilliantly bright,
I follow the lodestar with faith and all my might,
Keep it steady in my sight.
There are no roads.
The freezing night gale is death cold.
I walk alone.
I don’t give up the search for the Oasis, The Promised Land.