I have found myself lost in this barren desert.
Alone, sadly drifting day to day like dust in
the scorching wind. The wind so hot it dries
my tears instantly. Unable to feel even that
drop of soothing water. Hunger and thirst
follow my every waking moment.
Cast out from my Eden, wandering naked.
Cast out from those verdant valleys and
grand peaks, which rose out from the heartlands.
Those beautiful peaks alike in numerous ways
but ever so different. I remember the sparkling
emeralds and grey oceans. I knew every stone,
every leaf, and every river.
I called every stone by their name and silently
they spoke only to me. Each held a story from
millennia past. One spoke of a wolf which had
found it’s home among the lush forests. Another
spoke of a kind rabbit which hopped along the
twisting paths. Another told a story of an Orchid.
Which grew to enormous heights only to be
The leaves were such wonderful coverings for
the tree’s it was