Desert Jewel - 2011/08/15

Today I went to no mans land
With silence as my companion
Only to be buried alive here
Beneath a spontaneous canyon

It begins with faint breaths
Caressing the most observant
Long before events so hasten
Assaulting the least fervent

Once it picks up any speed
Only then is the idea freed
As sandstorms on the horizon
Before you see it has begun

Chaos is birthed in moments
With no paths of atonement
As the sand bears no warning
For the dying souls mourning

Organized caravans marching
Trapped by evolved cyclones
Scattered past four corners
Is where we see their bones

This morning I was the child
Crying in helpless ignorance
Later I am the weary veteran
With eyes forced open since

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