The Desert
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| The White Salt Desert - Rann of Kutch |
In this full moon night
Standing on the shimmering whiteness
That was once a sea.
No water, no oasis, no shelter, no movement
Is this how life was meant to be?
She deserted me.
My endless prayers all unanswered
And days passed in daze.
I waited for her to return
Not seconds, not minutes, not hours
But more than a thousand four
sixty days.
The sandstorm stops
But I continue to weep and mourn
Questioning Him
Is this the life for which I was born?
So in the search for my answers
Inattentive, I start to walk alone on this hard salt
Trying to figure out what was my fault.
Now with an ocean of tears drying out
My wide-open eyes gazed
The starry night merging with the unending horizon
Where Hydra, Virgo, Aries and Great Bear continued to play games
I now see the whole universe smilingly looking down on me
‘Stars can’t shine without
darkness my friend’, they say
In the middle of this white loneliness, I find my answers, I find my
way.
