Sure Echoes

Sure Echoes

Out here in the land of blinding lovestorms,

The dunes of desperate anguish shift as I walk

Their stinging sands. Sinking deep in steps now gone,

I slide silent across the sorrow. Simply

A mirage somewhere

for some other dreamer’s wish, I

but wish I were your oasis

In the summer breeze just passed.

Numb to love’s protection, deaf to her yearning call

I march with Legion madness to a fight

That knows no spoils. Blind to what surrounds me,

Little keeps me moving but

the ache in my empty soul. Our burning love

Now smoldering, no phoenix

in the ashes; my calloused thoughts sweeping away

In this storm of wicked wandering.

Lost in self-absorption, is it pity

Or true reflection? A speck of dust in

Abram’s eyes, a constellation of only One,

I wonder why i wonder at the meaning

Of it at all.

Alone among the many, a fool among

The wise. Who are they but wanted and I found

Wanting still.

Go away, the coming day; leave me to my pain.

Destinations have lost their meaning to this pauper

Of the soul. All that’s been is now gone or done,

No hope that what’s left still matters. I am but

Dust in the whirlwinds here, an illusion

Finally broken.

Step aside my anguished heart, make ready

For your parched existence. Wake yourself with

the hollow smiles who ask for you to stay.

Rid yourself of your journey’s quest, it’s

but a blink in the eye

Of the storm. Face another day of duty, choices

Already made. Choose no more, my nomad friend,

For the storm will guide your steps. Cover your eyes,

Hide your heart, but stare into the sand.

Somewhere

In the desert is the compass for my days.

Somewhere in this searing death is the water

For my soul.