Saturday, January 14, 2012

Land of Mirages

The desert drew me a map of what it took for me to get there
Pin pointed landmarks and X-marks in the sand for me to dig at
It made the sun keep its eye on me for protection from itself

It's lonely in air that refuses to enter
It's lonely in sand that feels like burning comfort

But the mirages
Ohhhhh the mirages!

They are like living dreams
I can control them
The gold is the perfect reflection
And the visuals have the perfect complexion

The only problem is that when I want to touch them
They won't let me near them

The mirrors in the sky shift in a whole different direction
So I shift my feet in order to confuse them

There always seems to be water on the horizon
I mark the location and place some dust in my jar
Hoping that later on it'll come into use

I always seem to lose my place
North South East and West
I try to travel through the middle ground

Sand angels tend to send me towards the grainy depths
And today is the day that its quickness has caught up to me

My once sprawled out limbs have shriveled
My eyes glow as they find their way down
I don't see anything until I enter the land of mirages

They no longer run away from me
They smile and invite me to touch them and enjoy their company

I just wanted to thank the sun that watched over me
I'm enjoying my stay at a place called serenity

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