Sunday, October 30, 2005
Those who know the desert wind also know the longing it creates. It calls out to their hearts and awakens old memories and desires. Desire to wander and roam the world in the manner of nomads. Desire to pack it all and head straight into the wind.
Those who live in the desert, those who love the desert are like the sand, moving and changing, or at least the yearning is in their hearts.
I'm a wanderer. I'm often asked to stop, become rock, but I can't because I am sand. And the desert wind tosses me around.
I have made promises to stay put and I have broken them time and again, deserting the ones I love only to find that I am mistrusted upon my return.
Ah desert wind, what have you done to me? Why have you taken my heart?
Those who live in a barren land don't choose to go to another land, they just move around the desolation from one oasis to another.
Categories: writing, creative
Posted by Melly at 3:09 pm