'Just as desolate, and more isolated
This desert life has borne
As the scorching sun and still winds
That stirred the lonely skies and heart
And this emptiness
This vast expanse that always stayed with me
And never gets away
For it keeps spreading it's strife
Just like a remembrance
That even if I
Hide in the shadows of an old tree
Under the quiet stillness of a smile
Still the mystery remains
And the continued solitary life
That both me and the desert embrace
And I have become like the others
A nobody... just a part of a whistling winds
Into the immense space
Of heedless path of oblivion.'
Jesus James Llorico
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/desert-metaphor/
