Desert Oasis

A lonely soul made his way through a desert

In search of paradise, and an escape from the hurt

It was a desert of his own making, but it was no less real

 And so he walked, all alone with the scars that only time could heal

Time-no longer his ally, stood still as he traversed the barren landscape

The undulating rhythms of the desert cast odd shapes,

But with a singular focus, he continued along his path

As the unrelenting sun bore upon him its wrath.

Still he pressed on toward his prize

His search had put scales in his eyes

He felt like the sole survivor of a bloody war,

Whose purpose had been lost in time, forevermore

He had trekked boldly across the troubled world of his mind

In search of adventure and more that he would never find

He had come this far, and would not falter

He was parched, and in search of water.

Then he saw it, shimmering in the bright light of the sun,

Like a priceless gem. He broke into a run

He couldn’t believe the truth of his eyes-It had to be a mirage

He blinked once, then twice, but still he saw her glorious visage

It had to be a godsend

His journey could finally end

It had only happened by grace

He stared in wonder at her beauteous face-

He had found his oasis in the desert