Thursday, November 18, 2010
We wander side by side
Trudging through the sand
There are no monsters to slay out here.
There is no treasure to find.
The only food and water we have is what carry on our backs.
There was a time before the desert
When our quest was exciting and new
When we slept under green trees and bright stars
When we fought small battles and won.
Now it seems as if that time never existed.
All there is is sand and sun.
Our horses ran away a long time ago.
All we do is step, step, and step forward.
Every step is a step closer to the end of our desert.
Sometimes I forget just what it is we are questing for.
My legs ache.
My eyes are gritty with sand and tears.
I cannot help but think about what home used to be.
Sometimes we talk.
Mostly, we just trudge.
When we leave the desert,
There will be more monsters to fight.
There will be new aches and pains
But nothing will be as difficult as getting through this damn desert.