I have been wandering for thousands of years,
Looking for shelter and someone to appear.
I have been walking against the wind,
Trying hard to hope and endure.
I have been drifting through the dunes,
Blinded by the reflected bright light.
I have been tracking the sun,
Shining through the dark clouds and dust.
I have been waiting for thousands of years,
But no one has yet appeared.
I have been searching for inspiration to live,
Finding small measures of beauty and kindness.
I have been tired for thousands of years,
And as I watch the sun set into the ocean,
I imagine its morning warmth and glare.
© Ben G. Yacobi 2020